Although, I guess that means I also wouldn't be regularly sleeping insome kind of cursed bunk bed. But by never saying anything, I just sortof dug a h...le that got deeper and deeper with each passing day.It's not like I'm one of those 'nice guys' on the internet that complainabout being friend-zoned; it's not like I was just being nice to her sothat one far away day she'd have sex with me. Her friendship helped meget through high school and I'm thankful for that. But still, I do havethis deeper. She was so wet that Ihad no problem getting three fingers in her hole. I continued to tease her until she started begging tobe fucked. All this time she had her backside to me soshe thought it was Blondie doing her. I adjusted herass for a perfect trajectory and mounted her doggystyle. This brought squeals of pleasure from her wellstuffed mouth and gave her all the more incentive toget the cock in her mouth off. Her hard work quicklypaid off as the dark-haired kid tensed up and startedpumping a. " Wow Amy, you look like a slut! Are you copying Val's new look?" Sam jeered as she opened the door.Just this once, Amy decided to fully embrace her inner bimbo. "Hey, Sammy! I got a new perfume, and I thought you might want to see what it smelled like!" she said as she stuck the potion in Sam's face and giggled, enjoying the feeling of her bra-less boobs bouncing in her low-cut tank top. She felt a bit self-conscious at just how much fun it was to act like a bimbo, and at how naturally it came. They assured me I’d like it.“The first one who stops touching tongues is out and sleeps in the cage. The second one who stops touching tongues sleeps tied up out here on the living room floor with the webcam on and all three holes stuffed until morning. The last one gets aftercare with Master Justin,” She said.“Ooh big whoopee, after care with Master Justin,” Waverly said sarcastically.“No big prize for me with your snoring and farting simultaneously in the same bed. You’d blow my sheets off!”.