I simply pushed the thong aside as I began to lick and eat her right there on the spot. My hands moved up over the Amanda's breasts. Amanda’s sounds...increased as I did this and had she not been gagged, she would be screaming and crying out in pleasure which would be so loud the entire house would hear her. I couldn't help but smirk at this because it was why I had secured the sock in Amanda’s mouth in the first place. I had remembered Amanda’s reaction in the bathroom earlier that day and how. Suddenly Scott yells out ‘Do you want the normal garbage pizza with everything on it or do you want anything special on it?’ Mary yells out ‘What ever gets here quickest.’ I yell out ‘Ask him to bring a case of something good from his back room, I’m buying.’ The local pizza place doesn’t have a license to sell beer, but he does have his private stash, if you’re nice to him. It takes about 10 minutes for them to settle down. I assemble some munchies as they spread themselves over the living. She was tired of all the gossip, and not having any friends. It was a small town populated by smaller minds.Marie loved to write fiction, especially erotic fiction. She had hundreds of erotic stories on her tablet, which had been stolen five months ago. Whoever stole it had edited some of the racier stories so they appeared to be diary entries. One day she was a popular cheerleader, who all the boys wanted to date and all the girls envied. Then the faux diaries got posted all over social media. We started talking. The casual talks soon slipped on naughty conversation. I took her right hand and I rubbed it very slowly, many times. My dick was getting aroused. I kept her hand on the bulging. She pressed it slowly. My penis was growing tremendously.She continued her pressing tenderly. She. with her left hand removed her sari from her breasts. I could see her cleavage.I extended my hands and squeezed her tits. As I continued this, I saw her facial expressions change. She moaned softly..