"Do tell," I asked intrigued."First," she began, "We both flirt with her and see who can get her number." OK," I said, "Easy enough." Second," she con...inued as she reached for her purse, "We both put these in our cunts for the rest of the night." She then handed me a jelly egg.My face went red, which never happens, as I took the egg; plus Gwen is not one for using such a vulgar world as cunt. Gwen took a bite of her bruschetta as she smirked at me. I was completely out of my element; was she. I felt him spasm on top of me, but after he came he didn’t stop. He kept fucking my pussy with his cum in me. His cum was slippingdown my arse crack. I loved it. I grabbed my tits and rubbed my hard nipples. He kept saying - 'yea you fucking whore, I know you like being fucked like the dirty bitch you are' . This just turned me on more. I was about to cum, but before I could he pulled out. He turned me over. He was going to fuck my arse. I was never fucked up my arse before, but I. ”Finally building up some courage I put my fingers on her leg that crossed my lap. I made every effort to be as gentle in the touching as she showed me earlier. Just little movements at first, nothing too daring or all too adventurous; and I did remember to ask if this is how she likes to be touched.Her nod and smile was all I needed. At one point she lifted her foot up to run along the side of my one arm and shoulder, slowly working upward to touch my cheek and then back down again. I worked. "Shall I stop?" he asks softly. "Whatever you desire, my master." you reply in the same muted tone, but the glistening dew of your arousal gives you away, this time. "Whatever I desire?" he asks, smiling, pressing a light kiss to the back of your thigh as he lightly traces his middle finger up and down your slit, finding you hot and slick for him. "What about you, my girl? What do you desire?" "M...master..." you whisper, a light flush spreading across your cheeks as you look back at.