Who is the bitch now''''fuck , look at you taking all of my big cock, yes bitch , good bitch boy stay weak and fuck ''pouding up fast and deepbouncing...on my bed arm over my head tied up making sure i stayed down taking heri look at her cum in me , feeling my hole getting stretch open wet , pumping a few times in me calling me her good boy kissing me making me into her lil bitch''this is my gift to you, make sure you wear it as often as you can, ill be back next week, you gonna be a good boy. Christie climbed on top of me and we kissed one another. For a moment it was like we were completely alone. Then she looked over at the others."You must be dying," she said to Lizzie.She moved to the floor and dropped to her knees in front of Lizzie.“Take off your dress,” she said.Lizzie slid the straps off her shoulders. She was braless and wearing a silky pink thong, and, to my surprise, it had a bulge in it. Christie pulled down Lizzie’s panties and out popped a rigid cock! Lizzie wasn’t. He too was slumped, drained from a week’s work and an afternoons drinking. Carl spotted me starring and ordered me to get myself a beer and join them. He slid over to sit in the middle and I took his spot gulping from the bottle. Carl swallowed hard. This was the most nervous I have seen him. It was cute.“So Adam” he began, turning his head towards him” you like working with us?”“Yes Carl”“Good…cos we like working with you don’t we Isty?” he smiled as he placed his hand on my bare knee without. She tasted sweet, just like Tammy. His rubbery lips gnawed gently."Ah... ahhh... ahhh! Don't bite me," she gasped heatedly. Warm cunt juice saturated the crotch of her bikini panties as she stood in front of the pony. Her knees trembled.Head in the clouds, she backed away from the hungry pony. Her passion had made her bold, reckless. With a carefree air, she took off her panties and jeans. She stood totally naked.She staggered back to the pony, wrapped her arms around his thick neck and hugged.