"I'm okay, but you're like one of those Vargas girls I used to havepictures of on the wall of my freshman dorm. Come here and see foryourself." She le...d him over to the tall mirror on the door to the bathroom andNick did a double-take at the sight. The breasts were as large andperfectly-shaped as they seemed from above, his legs were long andtoned, he had real hips and, as he turned to look at himself from theside, an ass he could cook things on. And, both horrifying andfascinating to him, there. For Tammy had a nemesis. Mr. Critic. Oh, wicked Mr. Critic!Every time Tammy posted a new story, sure enough Mr. Critic would criticize it."Your spelling is atrocious," Mr. Critic would write, in his oh-so-proper way, "and you seem to have no grasp of conventional grammar, without the saving grace of true experiment. The plot is miniscule, the characters the thinnest cardboard, and the ending completely implausible. You can do better."Tammy felt just awful whenever he saw what Mr. Critic had. Damn.....I was exhausted after that. as I put my pants back on she took my come from her chest and rubbed her pussy some more. there was nothing more to say.....I knew she would masturbate some more.....wow.....a couple of weeks after that I waited to do bed check and per usual I left her for last. I climbed on the bed and began sucking one of her tits.... she was half naked anyway.....with my right hand I began to caress her pussy. wave after wave of orgasms rocked her body. I also smacked her. Victoria lay still as she felt Olivia’s hands between her legs administer the foam. All these fingers between her legs made Victoria quite relaxed and welcome to the attention she was getting. She made welcoming noises as she felt Olivia’s touch.“Hmmm…go inside me, Olivia, pleeeease”.Olivia couldn’t resist her friend’s request, so she slid a finger over Victoria now creamy cunt, before pressing on it gently to part her lips. Sliding her middle finger into her friend’s pussy, Olivia and Bridgett.