"You know, Rhonda's sweet," she said. "And she loves to fuck. But she's not like you, Laura. She can't fuck for hours, and come a hundred times, and s...ill want more. You and me are more alike. We'll both probably die in the middle of an orgasm."Laura pondered the truth of this for the next couple of days. Both her ass and her pussy ached and burned, and yet the thought of what the four of them had done could still make her hot, all over again. And Sholandra! Laura was sorry she had sort of. It was now or nothing. I quickly moved over in front of her and pushed her back on the bed, getting on top to straddle her. She threw her hands up but I pinned her to the bed. "Look at me. Look at me, damn it. Do you remember who I am? I mean who I really am? Can you honestly not know how much I love you? Do you really think I'm so stupid that I'd let this bump in the road make me stop loving you? " When her tears started, I couldn't keep up with my tirade. "Oh god, Jenn, what have we done?" I. .," he said in between gasps. "Are you sure she doesn't have to do anything else?" Anything else? Oh, I bet you want to feel how tight that 18-year old pussy is, don't you?" Yes," he said, nodding and barely able to catch his breath."Sorry, no. You'll just have to settle for her sucking you off." Amber replied. "But I bet she's so fucking tight, and so fucking juicy and wet right now."She didn't know was just how right she was, as Becky's pussy lips were now glistening with her juices."Oh. When I held it up I saw that it came down to mid-thigh. It was adress. The material was soft and smelt of dry cleaning.Dieter had also found some strappy open toed pink high heels that matchedit. They were a size too small, but I knew I'd be able to squeeze them on.Lastly, there was a brand new black bra and a pair opaque black tights. Ihad wanted to show off my shaved legs, but tonight I was Dieter's womanand if he wanted me in black tights then I would wear them.I dressed first so I didn't.