I must have screamed, because Mom was there in a moment, her weight pressing down the mattress, rolling me toward her. Untangling my fingers from the ...ollar she leaned over and gathered me into her comforting embrace. "Bad dream?"I buried my face against her warmth, her sweet scent pushing back the mountain of doom threatening to crush me. I nodded, shuddering as I struggled to regain my wits.I had a dismal image of me shuffling into school this morning, nude but for wrist and ankle cuffs,. As she extends her arms, her shirt rises showing the small of her back and the top of her various coloured lace thongs. I catch myself fantasising about worshipping her perfect mocha body. After years of imagining, I decide to invite her for a few drinks and a sleep over. We’ve talked and joked about it enough that I’m pretty sure I just need to make the move. I’m finally gonna do it. I plan the perfect night full of all her favourite things. I bought her roses, made lasagna, set up a chocolate. ”Then we kissed for 20 minutes, exchanged saliva, sucking her lips and tongue. Then I removed her bra and started sucking her tits for another 10 minutes. She was moaning louder. I tried to close her mouth so that neighbors won’t hear. Then licked her armpits for a minute.And going down slowly by kissing her body from up to down and then finally her pussy. I started licking her pussy from up to down for 20 minutes and also played with her clitoris. I finger fucked her and her cum came out and I. Remembering the first conversation she had with Fred, he was right. There would have been no way Amanda would have done ANY of this, if it hadn’t been for Amy and Jack’s ‘plot’. Since Amanda had kept her mouth shut, Amy had held up her end of the bargain also, and the pictures that she had ‘entrusted’ to Amy had remained a secret. Amanda’s online adventures had all happened because of Amy having compromising pictures, having secretly enjoyed the fact that she wasn’t afraid to use them against.