"I wouldn't write that paper for you if you offered to drop down right here and spread your legs for me." He barked.Candy didn't immediately react. In...the few seconds of silence that passed, Scott thought about his angry words and felt suddenly guilty. Candy really hadn't ever done anything directly to him. She hadn't even been at that lunch table last year. He'd taken his rage at Penny and the Rocketeers in general out on her for no reason. He was about to apologize when Candy finally. We think of ourselves as straight. But we're also Friends With Benefits or fuck buddies or whatever you want to call us. We've done just about every sex act that two girls can do together. But during this slumber we mostly looked at cocks on Melissa's computer.Most of what I know about sex is what I've learned from my husband, Melissa or the erotic books that I read. I've watched hardly any porn because it just isn't available to me. My husband is a control freak and a computer geek and he has. Once I can remember him saying something like, "Brenda, I have found quite a few nice men that want to get their bare cocks into your sweet lil cunt and pump a load in you, so there will be 12 an afternoon for the next few days. Do your best for me and don't forget to let them know you are a single mom with a cute preteen daughter that I care for while you are taking the cock you need. That will keep them coming back to be pleasured by you in the hopes that they might one day have your daughter. So wide in fact that her asshole was deformed into a skinny, oval shape as his fingers dug into and pried her flesh. I was astounded. I could not believe this was happening. I stared at her hairy pussy. It was agape just enough that I could see a pink slit in the middle of all that hair. Mike got a better grip with his hands, sliding his fingers deeper into her crack and pried her cheeks widely apart again. “Ow, that hurts” she mumbled. Mike just ignored her. “You like that pussy?” he asked me..