‘Uhhhhhhh!Yes baby, I’m a whore.’ SMACK! ‘Who’s whore are you?’ SMACK! ‘Mmmm your’s baby. I’m your whore!’ SMACK!SMACK!A...y kept spanking her. ‘Get on your fucking knees you stupid little cunt!’ Amanda could feel herself getting wetter. She dropped down instantly and Amy put one leg on the counter, shoving her smooth pussy in her face.’Eat my fucking cunt,’ she commanded. Amanda eagerly dove in, loving the familier taste. She curved her tongue up from the bottom of her slit, flicking. ”“You don’t ... masturbate?”“Nope.”“Don’t you have urges?”“Nope.” The answer was very dead pan.“Why?”“They got ripped out of me.”‘She’ looked at me with a new set of eyes. Pity? Pain? Sadness? Regardless, it was a look I did not care for. I stood and walked to the rest room. I began to pee and thought for a few moments before feeling a hand on my shoulder.“Good, you are alone.” She stood behind me and looked over my shoulder at what was in my hand.“Yes.”‘She’ surveyed the glory of the bar’s. Stand up and take off your shorts!!” Surprised, the two girls stood up from the couch and did as they were told.“Take two steps forward, stand with your feet apart, hands crossed in front of your body.”Both girls had been in this position before, and expected they were about to get their asses paddled. Anne’s ass was the biggest of the four girls. It was round, smooth, and milky-white, and her cheeks drooped slightly below the tops of her legs. Kim’s ass was much smaller, and in comparison. I can’t speak for you but it feels just as if we had never stopped, all those feelings of longing, just rush back in and overwhelm us. There are a couple tables by the hot food counter and we stumble over there, we mumble a few meaningless nonsensical phrases. Mine is something like “wow you are a sight for sore eyes” We manage to sit down – somehow too close to each other and touching arms and noticing our feet are touching and then noticing our calves are touching. You’re wearing.