“Really? You think no one has ever made that crack before? All our lives we’ve heard that, since grade school! And besides, didn’t you notice I�...�ve got the dark hair and she’s the blonde?”“Um, actually, I never read or watched the comics, so I don’t really know who’s who in them, and, um, sorry. I should’ve thought, Mered ... uh, Betty, sorry!”“Only when we’re having sex, John, only then. The rest of the time, keep it straight!”“I will, Betty, I promise!” said John.“Good,” said Betty, and she. I felt her body relax and say softly, “Yes, Master.” “All done,” I asked. “Yes, Master, all done,” she said. “Good,” I said as I spun her around and gripped her ass pulling her into me. “They will love you.” She giggled and asked with a little sarcastic tone, “The good girl or bad girl?” “The good girl, the bad girl is strictly for me,” I looked down at her and grinned. Jeff and Cheryl arrived and we sat on the patio, having some drinks and catching up. I noticed Cheryl seemed to take to Liz. She arched back, her ass rubbing against his cock, what was he waiting for? Why didn't he just do it, take her, and fuck her. “Oh please fuck..” she stopped and gasped softly, shocked at herself, had she really said that out loud? His chuckle as finger and thumb pinched her taut nipple said that she had. The clock on the mantle ticked slowly and her body squirmed as Mr Carter touched her, stroked her but did not fuck her. She was very excited by the time that the door opened and Mrs Carter. The two remaining guys were dripping sweat and their chests were heaving.By contrast, my friend looked like she was in her element. Her skin had a fine sheen to it but that only added to her allure. Her tight body moved seamlessly against her partners. The man in her mouth grunted and came. She swallowed every drop. The man in her pussy came and then fell to his knees.She stood calmly and surveyed the wreckage in her wake.With a sassy smile, she strode slowly to rejoin me at the table. Her.