Hewas being so rough, I just felt used but as ever I was getting hotter by the minute.Pretty soon I got hard and just as my cock escaped my little blu... panties andraised the front of my skirt, Jess walked in. "Looks like the little whore is enjoying herself",Jess came and knelt next to me. She had on a black thong and corset, her hairwas tied up and her makeup was so slutty: she was hot. "Well don't stop on my account, sissy" and withthat she started to lick Jack's balls. I caught what. If he could push past all that garbage and still reach out to me, I owed it to him to at least face him. Even if I’d completely blown it. Broken his trust. He deserved my honesty at least. Then maybe I could move on, and so could he. * * * * * I woke, groggy, out of a deeper sleep than I could remember having for quite some time. The kind that takes you about five minutes to climb out of just to remember what day it was. Eventually, it bubbled up in my brain. Friday. The day we would have gone. I remember well that it was Janaury 8th - Mum and Dad were out, and Bethany had gone back to her Mum's house - and obviously Sally had decided that I had waited long enough. Perhaps she just felt sorry for me.She came into my room in her pyjamas, apologizing that she'd left some of her "bits and pieces" over my radiator. And then she asked whether I would like to give her a hand to "...get her things down" as she was packing up to be ready to go back to her college. And as soon as I realised. ”As she'd been talking, Rosie had been stroking my arms and had cupped one of my breasts in her hand, squeezing gently. When she finished speaking, I turned towards her and kissed her deeply. It didn't take long before we were stripping each other and exploring each others' bodies. I let my tongue slide from her neck, down to her tits, flicking against her rock-hard nipples, tracing a line down to her tummy-button and then on down to her fat pussy lips. Juice was already seeping out of her,.