‘You’ve lost some weight. ‘ I waited for an answer for a bit and she finally said, ‘Well you know how it is. I’m on my feet working all nig...t and can’t spend much on food. ‘ I debated on whether or not to ask. ‘How much did you lose?’ I asked. ‘I don’t know really. About 20 pounds maybe. It sucks because I had to buy all new jeans and I can’t afford that! So now I wear some really baggy shirts everywhere I go!’ We both laughed. And if you must know’ she stated without me asking ‘I’ve been. ..Michael..." I whispered. "Put your mouth on me..." My cami slid up and I felt the air on my small chest. Other girls' boobs in my class had come in but mine were slow to, still barely rising above the slope of my ribs. But they were ever-so-sensitive. Soft lips closed around my nipple. I opened my eyes to see the pretty hair of my best friend. Her mouth drew my nipple in, her tongue swirling across it, making it hard and warm. She had slipped her pants off and was in only panties and her. He was grimacing and grunting, the wet slapping sounds of the assault upon his ass were rising in tempo and then a loud groan announced the fat giuys orgasm. The femmy pressed back and squealed like a day old pig and began to furiously beat his tiny cock. The fat guy saw this and slapped his hand away telling him he had to wait. The femmy pleaded but the fat guy just pulled out and finished showering. I stuck my cock through to the femmy and was quickly rewarded by him sucking my cock down his. Rubbing her back she relaxes but then the wife tickles her stomach causing her to jerk back squeaking as she lifts to weights off the table, nipples pinched she tries to lean forward but the table is gone and she tosses sideways panting. The wife tells her she has earned a dildo for tolerating the clamps so as I insert it she crunches and groans, then a rope around her chest the wife hangs a frame below her chin big eyes Mitch looks worried. The chain from the clover clamps gets attached to.