I usually just sat there and listenedto them gossip or complain about boyfriends. I liked to imagine I was asheikh and they were all my harem girls.O...casionally one of the girls would ask my opinion about something theywere talking about, something they were wearing or a boy one of the girlsliked. I was always complimentary or sympathetic and I never betrayed aconfidence. Then they'd tease me about being the best girlfriend a girlcould have. I'd be embarrassed but I craved the attention and. “Fuck” Roger screamed “oh fuck yeah, I wish I was fucking that bitch, god why couldn’t I have married a dirty old slut like her instead of your prim and proper sister”. His body jerking as he shot his load into Belinda’s mouth. Belinda never even took a breath, her mouth full of my husband’s cum, she just slipped her head straight over Roberts’s penis.Paul moved forward towards my head, changing places with his sister. His flaccid cock temptingly brushing alongside my lips, I stuck my tongue. Txt' etcetera.I almost pulled the diskette out, perhaps I shall forever regret what I did instead. I moved my mouse pointer so that it pointed at a file in the middle of the browser and double clicked. With but a brief grinding noise from the drive a text processor opened and the contents of the file was there before me.I sat frozen and read those first couple of lines.Mother In Bondageby Master JThe forty two year old woman awoke by the light beamed directly into her eyes. She yanked at her. Mike had done more several thrusts and pressed his body tightly against hers. His cock immediately erupted thick streams of baby-making cum straight into her teen belly as the pussy walls milked his cock as if asking for more. Gasping, Mike tried to catch his breath and the drops of his sweat dripped on Clair’s back. When he came to himself, the girl kept her position except of her head and the shoulders, they rested on the carpet. He could hear the college-girl’s gasping breath. Mike looked.