Her tits were larger and more developed than Diane's, and when she turned, they rolled across her chest. Where Diane was long and blonde and simple, A...ita was dark and cuddly. Her hair was cut in a modified pageboy, accenting her dark eyes. A thick, tuft of cunt-hair decorated her pussy.Anita lay on her back with her knees bent and her legs drawn up. Her knees were parted, and both her hands went down between them to try and coax some kind of satisfaction out of her frustrated, young pussy. She. "Yah, but now I'm horny as hell thanks to you." Me and my husband laughed at this comment. "Well man I tell you what. I'll share with you. You two can have at it and I'll just watch," my husband replied. I looked at him shocked and a little excited about his comment. My husbands friend was not bad looking and by the feel of his cock, he had to be at least two inches longer and thicker than my husband. "Are you serious?" the buddy asked. "Hell yeah I'm serious. Go ahead." Me and my husband's. I couldn't keep them opened.He wasn't hurting me. Far from it. He was teasing the hell out of me. Just when I thought he would use the crop to inflict pain and I'd close my legs around it, he slid it back and forth driving me more insane with each passing second and touch."I won't hurt you until you want me to. When you are ready all you have to do is keep your legs open. The decision is yours. It will always be yours."Back and forth the crop went, getting wetter and wetter with each passing as. I did it again and she shooed it away again and then scratched her nose. I moved it to her cheek and chin and she again tried to fan the fly, opening her eyes this time. She saw it was me and gave me a swat, then smiled brightly at me.I kissed her on the forehead, got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. After standing in front of the toilet for about a minute I was able to force it downwards enough that I was sure it would hit the water. Finally drained, I washed, brushed my teeth and.