"This is me talking. Your best friend!" "Stand up," she said, ignoring me. "Let me take a look at you." I did as she asked, pushing back the stool wi...h the back of my calves. "Leah? Please?" She paid no attention, dropping to her knees and attaching matching cuffs to each of my ankles. It was really weird looking down at her, sitting back on her ankles and gazing at my pussy with a satisfied look on her face. I could feel how wet I was and tried to hide it by squeezing my thighs together. It. The cock she’d just pulled out of his ass wiggled and jiggled from her desperate movements. Far faster than she would have believed possible, she was on the precipice.And then she tumbled over.She screeched like a banshee from the first onslaught of climactic energy ripping through her, and just kept screaming as she lost control. She bucked and thrashed – her hair whipping every which direction. Her brain was nothing but a raging fire of ecstasy, and her body was doing whatever it wanted in. She was dripping and slick as I eased one finger into her pussy. About an inch inside, I felt her hymen and stopped to massage and pleasure her pussy ... letting her know that I wasn’t going to hurt her.She wanted more though and she pushed out hard and fast with her lower body as I fingered her pussy. I kept my finger from breaking her hymen. She already had a hole in it, I suppose where she used tampons, or had torn it with her exercises. I tested the hole and it was tight on my finger tip,. "What should we do for the Fourth?" she asked."Hmmm, I haven't thought much about it. Do your folks do anything special?" Not really," she responded. "Some years we'll watch the fireworks in the park, but that's about it. This year they probably won't even do that—Dad snuck over the state line and bought all sorts of goodies." If he's willing to share why don't we grab some, put together a picnic and invite some of the gang out here. We can go swimming, stuff ourselves and then shoot off the.