You know we dated off and on, right?”“I do. You were his best friend there, I guess.”“I was. I helped him through his issues with Becky, and q...ite a bit of other stuff. I decided back then that I wanted to come to the US and be with him, even if it meant just being friends. I hoped to be his wife, but in the end, he didn’t change in the way I would have needed him to.”Jessica nodded, “He loves you a lot. And we owe you for that wonderful idea to help solve my problem. Want to borrow him?”I. "Boy I hope my tits get big, damn it." Keep rubbing in Beauty's cum." Her face brightened. "Speaking of Beauty, isn't it time we went out to the barn and served my pony some cherry pussy?" I almost forgot," she said."Don't bullshit me, Priscilla," Tammy said, playing with her plump tits. "I'll bet you're creaming right now for his cock." I am," Priscilla admitted. "But I'm afraid too."Tammy bounced over and grabbed Priscilla's hand. "Just remember what I told you. Stay relaxed and the pain will. Mistress Jane kept me waiting while she spoke with Sylvie. I heard them giggling like two schoolgirls. Finally she returned with my coat and draped it over my shoulders. It felt strange -- this was the first clothing I had worn in over a week. I followed her to the front door and waited while she opened it. We both shed our coats and stepped inside. Once inside, she turned and spoke to me."Forget for a moment that I'm the Mistress and you're the Slave, what are you thinking?" Mistress..." No! I. I laid down on my bed and lifted up my skirt. I could feel his eyes locked on my pussy area. I began to rub my pussy slowly. Tracing it around with my finger. After a minute or two, the wetness started to appear. My friend just sat in the chair. Looking in disbelief. I pulled my panties to the side,exposing my now wet cunt. His eyes nearly popped out of his head. I watched him unzip his pants and pull out his cock. I watched him stroke his 7inch dick, as he watched me play with my pussy. The.