While I’d enjoyed feeling her over the past weeks and removing this extraordinary contraption, I’d never gotten a peek at the label. As I’ve sai..., I tried, but never managed to find it when she was out of the room. ‘I know how you’ve wanted to see the labels in my bras,’ she said to me in a knowing fashion. ‘It’s been common for all the guys I’ve gone to bed with.’ She paused for effect. ‘You’re all number obsessed, you know that? How many home runs did this guy hit in 2001? How many total. "Sis, what are you doing..." "Don't worry about it, John." Ashley tried to give the most seductive smile she could. When she reached him sitting on his bed with his dick out, she ran her hand down his leg. He jumped back, shocked. "John, don't try to ruin my fun here! Settle down and let me do what I am going to do to you." As she ran her hand up and down his leg, his cock shot up like a rocket. He turned from somewhat hard, to rock hard. Ashley smiled, recognizing this. John blushed once he. And now she got everything and was using his hard-earned money for new cars and clothes. And what's worse: you were forced to get a job at nineteen to make ends meet, while Riley and Miley got monthly allowances!You groggily roll out of bed, and open your drawer. You knew Meredith would come stomping up here any minute looking for her stupid bra, and you wanted to prove to her you didn't have it. Then you noticed something odd in the drawer. It was a camera. You pick it up, then remember some. " We know, Cynthia, but thank you," Patty added, before coming to me. "Everyone loves a team player," she mentioned, prior to kissing me and moving to the driver's seat.She put that seat forward too, so it was down like the passenger seat. Then she lied down on it on her back and kept her legs spread as well. Erin came to her twat and went to town on her as well. So, they proved to be two masterful pussy-eaters."Oh, now it's your turn to eat me out right in front of our hot uber driver," Patty.