All these thoughts and more plagued me. I let my mind wander back to a day some six months ago when I, having nothing better to do logged onto some ra...dom chat site. My intention was to have a laugh or two.. Browsing randomly through the list of people online, I happened on the name ARIEL.And that was the beginning…sounds, insignificant doesn’t it but aren’t the beginnings of most things? Soon enough we were regularly chatting, exchanging photos and sending . . .“Excuse me,” my thoughts were. Like I said, "where" is the big thing..."Sam went pale for a second, realizing the facts, and punched Freddy."Ow... again... not my fault. Carly wanted it." Just be quiet and be thankful that I really don't know if I can go a day without having your cock." Sam began pumping his dick with her hand, squeezing a bit tight whenever he spoke up.Seeing how wild Sam was getting with Freddie made her really jealous. She wanted Freddie just as bad but she was too shy for the way Sam was. She watched her. ..“What did you do after shaving the first time? “I snuck into her bathroom to see if there was a used condom while you slept, Master!” “And then??” “I took it back to my room, Master!” “And then what did you do??” “I rubbed it on my pussy, Master!” speaking of her pussy, it was so wet now it was dripping down her right leg in a line that I had a difficult time not focusing on.“And did you cum?” “Not then, Master! After!” “After what, Tiny Slut??” each slap was now causing her pussy to drip. She's a little into the darker side of life, and expresses it by wearing torn clothing and a multitude of jewelry and sporting a head of long, red-dyed hair.Sitting next to her in the passenger’s seat is Claire. She's of average height and thinner than the other two, but still has enough shape to her body to retain its attractiveness. Of the three, she's the only one you've had a romantic history with; although that didn't go very far. More boyish and vulgar than most girls, she's taken no time.