She looked at him and nodded.“Would you like me to continue?”She nodded rapidly.“Bend forward from the waist, little slut.”Shifting her feet s...ightly, she bent forward.“Now look at yourself in the mirror.”She looked up, but it was clear she would not be able to sustain that position. I reached forward, grasped a handful of her long, red hair, wounded it around my hand, and pulled up. She was now facing herself and could see her tits hanging down, her locked knees, and me holding her hair,. “No place for such formality when one’s a much valued helper,” she slurred, ever so slightly, in a cultured well rounded tone and accent. “I’m ever so grateful Del, can I call you Del?” her voice tinkled. “Apparently Bob would have done this, but you’re here.”Monica with a blue rinse, combed straight and curled in at her shoulders, was tall, powerfully built and upper class, if there is such a thing these days – I firmly believe there is. Her teeth would never have got past first base in the. Stretching out belly down, between Rachel's widespread thighs, Marylou stared hungrily at the girl's pussy."Christ--your cunt is like a fucking swamp," she rasped.Rachel giggled. It had been no insult, coming from a girl who was eager to drain that swamp. She could feel her cunt lips ripple and spread wider and ribbons of pussy juice ran down her crotch and seeped into the tight crack of her ass.Marylou began to lick at the soft, smooth flesh of Rachel's inner thighs as she gazed at her pussy.. Being a redhead, her areolas were hardly distinguishable from her skin. I loved that."What are you and Jackie going to do while I'm in training?" I asked.Liz gave out a moan and I looked at her hands. It looked like she stuffed her fingers into her pussy at the mention of Jackie."Jackie said there was a good mall around." She moaned again."This isn't fair," I said."Why not?" Liz asked as she straightened her neck out against the pillow and closed her eyes.I dropped two pairs of slacks into my.