. I'm a fucktoy." That's better."I dragged her skirt over her hips and down her smooth thighs, exposing her smooth, tan-lined ass. She'd barely drawn ... startled breath before I'd lifted each of her knees and drawn her skirt from her legs. With one hand in the middle of her back, I took hold of her thong and ripped the flimsy garment from her body. Kelly squealed, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the table tightly. I sniffed the tattered remains, noting they were completely soaked. ”Eric: “Oh shit. Don’t tell anyone. Please Becca. We do it because it feels better than jacking off. Oh, shit. This is bad.”Me: “Look, Eric, I don’t want to cause you any problems and I don’t really care if you guys do it. It’s just …”Eric: “Just what, Becca?”Me: “I’d like to watch you guys do it. I think it would be hot to watch you guys.”Eric: “Really? You’ve got to be kidding me. Plus, Steve would totally freak out. Especially because he has a thing for you. He talks about. He reached the kitchen and threw me over the counter. My tits rubbed against the surface. I sucked in deep breath, my heart thudding away in my chest, waiting for him to do something.To punish me.My nipples ached and throbbed as I felt everyone’s eyes on my well-spanked ass. I wiggled my hips, putting on a show for them. I spread my thighs farther apart, exposing my pussy to their view. I could feel my labia parting, exposing my pink, whorish depths to their eyes.“Use me, Mr. Myers,” I. He was a wrestler in college. Now he has black hair, is 43 and his hairline is receding, so he combs it to try not to show so much forehead.Mom is Claire Sullivan (nee Simmons), a housewife who works out four times a week at Curves. She's 41, 5ft9, a towhead and lithe at 136lbs. I would have to guess her measurements, but I believe she is a full C-cup, possibly 34-22-33. She is quite tiny in the waist. I've picked her up to get her out of my way on occasion, she usually giggled.My older sister.