She could see that the woman now rose. “we shall enjoy this bitch in the future”The grip around her head was loosened now. She could hear soft, we... noises, as if the two were kissing now. “I shall need your penis now..”As soon as the cock was out of her reach, there was a new set of hands on her head, turning it. She could see one shiny, black boot being worn by the unknown woman. “And my blonde bitch must lick me...”There was moaning as the woman was being penetrated from behind, standing and. He hit on me a lot; I was sure because nothing would have pleased him more than to take me away from Phillip.Of course that wasn't going to happen. First, I'm not stupid. I knew that if I ever gave in to him, Billy would spend a night with me and then dump me like last week's garbage. He didn't want me; he wanted a victory over Phillip.Second and of utmost importance, I had loved Phillip since I was 13 years old. Nothing and nobody was going to keep me from him. He was better looking than. "Try it on dear! And if you decide to spend the night you can sleep inone if you like. It feels just delicious and it's just so feminine don'tyou think?" she said seeming to take enjoyment in looking through all thedresses and shoes and talking to me in a feminine tone as if I wasanother woman! I found it strangely exciting for some reason. "Shall weget started?" she said as she motioned for me to get undressed. "I'llstart your bath," she finished.I got undressed and after folding my. Peeer!" I was telling Peter to go deeper in me. I was down on all fours on the kitchen floor where Peter was doing me. I was just making pasta one Saturday afternoon when he dropped by my apartment unannounced. And with a hard-on. Who could resist that?My shirt was pulled up, my bra unhooked. My tits were bouncing like crazy and Peter was giving them lots of squeezes as he continued to penetrate me from behind. Turning to Peter, I saw him sweating and panting and making all effort to pump me.