I'm good with having pizza for Thanksgiving."Sad, Raven said, "I can't cook a turkey. I used to nuke Turkey TV dinners for the holidays. My ex would g...t drunk and watch football games all day."The holidays were far worse for Raven than her description would suggest. Her ex and his friends would get together at one of their houses to watch football games. They'd make side bets involving their wives or girlfriends. The men would laugh and joke about being thankful that their bitches knew how to. I moaned with pleasure as he made my cock feel good and he had obviously done this sort of thing before. Then he moved his hand from my front to my back and I felt him rubbing my bum and fingering my hole. I realised that he was rubbing me with a cream. He brought his hand round to the front again and rubbed his creamy hand on my cock, making it feel even better. Then he slowly pushed his finger further into my hole.“Just relax”, he whispered in my ear. I could feel my muscles squeezing on his. ‘And what are you doing now, Michaela?’ Audrey inquired, biting on a small croissant. ‘I’m in television and film, of course,’ replied she, with a triumphant smile, ‘it’s really a lot of work. My agent is always finding spots for me in soap operas and movies. I have to take frequent flights across the world for some of them. And that always makes me feel like I live nowhere in particular.’ ‘But you live in Beverly Hills. You can’t get any lovelier residence than that. Listen, Michaela. It’s. Sarah looked on, deeply engrossed in Rachel's tale."Well, I ate his cum from my pussy..." Rachel whispered, turning crimson."Wow! That's so hot!" Sarah said, shifting her position."I'm still really tired after last night though. What we shared was amazing too. I'm so happy I met you." Rachel said soothingly, planting a quick peck on Sarah's cheek."Well come on. Have a lie down here then." Sarah said motioning Rachel under the covers. Rachel slid under with Sarah staying on top. Rachel lay back,.