Yes... that is... no, I've never... I'm a virgin, Bill... honest..." His mouth was on her breast now, his tongue thrumming the swollen, hard nipple wh...le his fingers rubbed her suddenly erect clitoris.The unprincipled womanizer continued his role of the reluctant co-conspirator, whispering, "But, my dear... Annette... are you sure? I won't feel right about it? Like? It's as if I? As if I was forcing you? You're letting me do this just so I won't tell?" Risking her acceptance of his generous. ” I shared the same feelings. I asked Abigail, “So what do you do to relieve the sexual tension that builds while he’s gone?” Abigail shared that she usually uses vibrators, masturbation, and an occasional man, but “something’s missing.” I asserted that I agreed, for me it’s having an intimate relationship with a friend, another person that understands me, a woman. With all the talk of sex, we were both getting a little hot. We decided before making the trek back to my house that. Not that she any chance. Soon enough she'd be moaning like the others. That's when I noticed JJ wasn't with me. I panicked for a second until I found her around the curve at the front, alongside Abbey. Abbey had passed through Stage 6, the second to last stage. Between her legs, embedded deep within her pussy, was what I had to assume was the same device I had used on JJ. It was so cute; JJ was trying to reassure Abbey that everything was going to be all right. "You'll feel really good when. We swapped ends and I licked her pussy, using one of my shits as a dildo. She warned me when she was about to fart so I could sniff it up straight from the hole. We spent hours just eating shit and vomitting it all back up again. She stuffed a banana up my ass and ate it as it came back out. It was when she started giving me a boob job with her shitty tits that I knew I wasn’t able to hold on much longer. The p*o on her boobs had just started to dry and it felt amazing against my knob. ‘Fuck.