QUEEN B removes some baby oil from her Prada handbag and pours it all over my cock & her toes.(French Pedicure with jet black tips) Now im really read... to cum so QUEEN B yells "U BET NOT CUM BITCH, i just got here & need my Bootyhole tung fude to!" So PIMP MAMA & QUEEN B discuss their week & weekend plans with my CA$H, while strokin' my cock & smothering my face. This goes on for at least 2 hours until all the Remy & Kush is gone and both are sadisticly talkin shit to me. . We had something! but I didn't realise until you were gone...’ bullshit story. But no, it's a little darker than that. It all began at our school leavers ball. A party organised by ourselves to give the girls in our year a chance to dress up in expensive, glamorous dresses and to give the boys an excuse to get shitfaced. Something I took advantage of.It went well, as a party full of 20 year olds goes. The music blasted, people danced, karaoke was sung and drunken speeches were made. And before. Maybe part of it was that I also found some pleasure with the intense pain.Kat sat next to me on the bed.“So, you can’t turn the clock back. What do you want to do now?”“I don’t know. It’s a mess. It’s my mess.”Kat was calm and logical. “You can go back down and rejoin the group. You’ll have to make some excuse as to where you have been, assuming you don’t want to admit that you were watching everything from within the bedroom. Or you can stay up here until Maggie comes back, whenever that. I think you have to be married for her to get that title. And that is sad to hear. You are a beautiful woman and you deserve better than him,” I said. Then she started laughing and she gave me a friendly hug. “And the ironic thing is that I think this whole time I've had a better relationship with you than him. I know what you like to drink and when you like to have it. I know you like women to be tall like you and breasts aren't always all that important to you. And I know that you are like.