"Nothing," Jenna replied.I opened my eyes, and saw what look she had on her face."That's not a nothing face. You just made me feel extremely good, and...you didn't even fuck me. What's wrong with you?" I asked."I forgot to take a shower. I still need to wash my unmentionables. I just saw my mom, eating out your mom. You know, the same old shit," Jenna replied.One of those things was a little off."What the hell?" I asked."Go see for yourself," Jenna replied.I had no choice, but to go and see. Sure. "What are you doing?" she asks. "You want to bemy slut, you have to let me touch you. Do you understand? I'm checking to seethat you shaved like I asked, and to see if you're wet."? ? Up until now, she hasbeen too nervous to be wet. Although it was exciting beginning to live out afantasy, at the same time it was slightly uncomfortable to be in a public placeand put in awkward positions- but now she begin to realise that it was what shehave been looking for. To be owned as a sex toy means to. She caressed my face and played with my hair while I was gasping in the rhythm of her husband’s thrusts inside me but was too sleepy to do more. Secretly I was still quite sleepy as well. “N” finished quite quickly this time. While I hadn’t come yet, by the time he came back from disposing of the condom in the bathroom he found me back asleep, cuddled up with “E”.I next woke up to me hosts getting up and getting dressed. One of them opened a window. I fell asleep again and could finally get. He was really enjoying the guessing game. He was also enjoying the feel of this obviously young body."Okay, I give up," he chuckled. "Who is it?"Chrissy didn't want the guessing game to end, because when it did she was likely to get her ass paddled. She snaked her arms around Ben's neck and kissed him, darting her tongue into his mouth. He responded with a snort of lust and tongued her back, probing her mouth with the hot wet meat. She felt his cock go stiff as a board against her belly.This.