Moisture had already begun to flow between her lips. She thought it was ironic that her mouth felt suddenly dry while her pussy was suddenly drenched....She closed her eyes for a moment as she felt the razor bite into the forest on her mound. She stretched her hands protectively on her stomach, fingers pointing plaintively toward the slit that would soon be uncovered."God, be careful!" she whimpered."I will, don't worry." Melissa said, the strain evident in her voice.Jody was spread wide now, and. There was a feeling of my hole being stretched a little more as heslipped a second finger inside me."Oh please don't," was all I could mumble hopelessly."Shut up bitch and do as you're told; if you scream or cry out I willgag you."I couldn't stand the thought of that so I pleaded with him not to gag meand that I would be a good girl and keep quiet.All he said was."Oh don't worry you will cry out but no-one can hear you in here, allthe bitches cry out, scream, beg and sob when they get their. "Um, fair enough?" It's got to be special," Her technique with her hand had improved since yesterday - or maybe it was just I'd been hard so long my cock was less picky. "But that shouldn't stop you from having other girls." She brought one of my hands, then the other, to her chest. "Like Shelly, maybe ... she was so jealous I got you first." Richelle?" I shook my head 'no' as I started to unbutton her blouse. "I don't believe you. I've known cacti with less barbs." Marissa wasn't wearing a bra. That would be a shitty friend move. “Greg - I’m sorry. I have to get her out of here. Why don’t you give me your number?” I said, disappointed.He looked at me like I had just slapped him across the face. “Uh, yeah, no problem,” he said. We exchanged numbers and I ordered an Uber to get us home back to Jill’s. We waited outside for our ride and my drunken friend bummed cigarettes for us to smoke while we waited. I hadn’t smoked in years and it felt kind of great. I was thinking that I would get.