Oh how slutty we are ... afraid ... don't believe it - no woman - no female could be as sex-crazed as we seem to be." I thrust her down to the cushion...d pallet allowed for test subjects to sleep upon, my face a grimace of desire."You think ... we're too good to be true - but it IS true. Put your hands on my breasts, but your cock in my cunt, and believe that I am an absolute slut for you!" I did just that. My man meat slid deep with a wet ease that I would have found unbelievable. I snarled as. “Shit! Shit! Ohhhh fuck!” Tracy said. Lamont continued probing Tracy’s pussy with his tongue for an enjoyable ten minutes, savoring how fresh and tight her it seemed. The woman was craving a full-sized dick and he knew it. Lamont brought his head up and stood up. “You ready to suck on this dick?” he asked as he took off his white wife-beater, exposing his muscled dark-skinned chest and tight, but not overworked, abs. He then slid his shoes off and put them over by the entertainment system,. I’ll admit that while part of me was feeling guilty about the whole thing, there was still another part of me that was dying to have Tony’s cock inside of me again. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do, but I soon learned just how much Tony wanted to help me make my decision. I was walking through my house one night getting ready for bed, and when I passed by my spare bedroom something caught my eye. I stopped in the doorway; through my window I saw Tony, standing in his room with the lights. Not hard, but definitely hard enough to wake you with a jolt. It takes you a second to remember who you are and where you are, literally. Four hours of nonstop drinks and grinding can take a toll on your memory. Even then, you feel more groggy and tired than usual. You take a quick look at yourself in the barely visible reflection of yourself in the window. You are Elizabeth - wait no, you haven't been called that in years - Ellie Field. Tomorrow is your 18th birthday, or, well, tonight at.