"Finger yourself?" Sarah asked next.Hope nodded again and opened her mouth to speak."I also..." Hope stopped. "Never mind." No, tell me," Sarah said, ...leaning forward with interest."I also...rub my ass."Sarah smiled and said nothing for a minute, picturing her little sister rubbing and fingering her tight pussy while she rubbed that tight sphincter of muscle that was her anus."Show me," Sarah said. "Show me how you masturbate to the pictures of me."Hope looked like her head would explode from. She smiled and squeezed me with talented and trained muscles.“So there have been lots of cocks where you are now and never a complaint because of that. Good sales results actually. I do want you to know that I am an actress for those encounters and don’t get the satisfaction that voluntarily doing a guy I like, like right now, can deliver.I was moving in this talented twat and interrupted her talk with a big kiss, then said, “Enough for now. My sex life has been rather boring compared to yours.. "I paid the attendant, got in and started the car. I pulled out of the station, hot the highway, got up to speed, setting the cruise control.The k**'s name was Doug . His grandmother gave him $500 for his 21st birthday. He was using it to spend some time travelling. We continued to talk as I drove along. Just small talk, nothing else.Later, close to midnight, I was getting pretty tired. I saw a cheap motel on the next exit and pulled off the highway. "I can't drive anymore. I'm gonna get a. "What's wrong?" I...I..." Sylvia stammered. "You better sit down, Helen."Her best friend indicated the couch. Helen obliged her."Here. I made you a drink," said Sylvia, indicating two tumblers of rum and coke on the coffee table."I'd better not, Sylvia," Helen told her. "Kyle is home from college and he's got a bunch of friends coming over. I don't want him smelling booze on my breath." Well," said Sylvia. "I'm going to need one if I'm going to get through this. And you might need one too."She.