"Are you ready? Can you cum for your lover?" Doris teased. "I can feel your juices ... running out." Yes ... gawd yes. I have to cum ... oh please," B...tsy moaned.All of a sudden Doris yanked her hand out of Betsy's shorts. She was very familiar with Betsy's body and knew her friend was on the brink. "Yes! You're ready. You are acting like a bitch ... and I think you should be one," Doris whispered smiling brightly at Betsy. "Let's see if Bingo likes his hairless bitch. Let's see if she can make. I struggle to keep myself under control. If he wasn’t there, keeping a lid on it I’m not sure what would happen. I’m not a supermodel, just an ordinary girl, but if you dress in a short skirt and make your nipples almost visible then guys will stare, will come and chat you up, and who knows what would happen then. Like last month; J was working around a London station and it was his last week before moving on. He had prepared the ground well, sought out all the likely places and the game was. Tom thought those few extra pounds only added to her sexiness. As she moved about her garden, bending, squatting, and leaning, Tom would be in his house, stroking his cock to her every move, fantasizing about doing her in that very garden.This continued throughout the summer, with Sarah not aware of the wanton desire she was fueling next door. She continued to smile, wave, and small chat with Tom all summer. Occasionally there would be the little flirt; the blouse that seemed opened a button. I wanted to get fucked so badly. I ordered him to continue the fun, but he went on teasing me. Then, he started the vibrator again to excite me more, rubbing my dripping wet pussy in the slow and rolling motion upwards.He pinched my nipples occasionally. It was making me mad that he was taking it too slow. I told him not to stop. He said that he wouldn’t. But only if I let him be my master for the night and follow his every command like a sexy little bitch.I denied and asked him to fuck me like.