True, she had been busy sleeping with Stevie Archer, Shavon, Charise, Jane, Earlene, Yvette, Randi. God, that many! she thought, amazed, feeling a hot...little tingle deep inside her pussy at the memory of each one. If Mavis had phoned, Laura would have had a tough time squeezing her in. But she would have squeezed her in.Mavis had not called, and Laura began to ache. Their coupling had been very special. They had been soulmates from the start, partly because Laura had fallen wildly in love with. And how can you still want to be friends, if you know I'm going to be mooning over your boyfriend all the time? I just..."Just then, Dave came around the corner. "Hey," he said to the girls sitting on the floor. "Sammy... could I talk to you for a second?" Sure," she replied. "Can you give me a minute? I'll be right out." Oh, sure, no problem," said Dave, turning and leaving the room.Sammy took Patty's hand in hers, interlacing their fingers. "Patty... you haven't asked how I knew where to find. I tap my engorged phallus against her cheek hard. “Now lets see the damage those mother fuckers left behind,” I say as I force Stephanie up from the chair by her hair. I throw her against the kitchen table and bend her over. I hike up her skirt and rip what little that is left of her stockings and spread her supple cheeks apart. Her rosebud is gaping, as if she was fucked by at least two dicks. I spread her legs even further and see that her cunt is almost as red as her lipstick. The lips are. Finally Olivia broke the clinch and sank to her knees. Grabbing the waistband of Gina’s panties, she pulled them down around the older woman’s ankles and pushed her nose right into the magical spot where Gina’s thighs met, the curly hairs tickling her face. Awkwardly positioned and thrown off balance by the shockwave of pleasure that ran through her, Gina stumbled and fell back onto the bed – whereupon Olivia pulled her panties the rest of the way off, spread her legs, and dove in.Like any good.