By now I was taking the stud’s cock all the way into my throat, my lips wrapped around the base of his shaft, and it was working. He was wriggling a...nd I could feel his cock getting harder and harder in my mouth. Suddenly the audience burst into raucous applause, cheering and stomping, and then the stud was filling my mouth with hot cum. I swallowed desperately, making sure not to miss a single drop, as I did not want to be penalized any points at all. Finally, belly full, I sat back on my heels. He had held her tight and kissed her fiercely. His hands had explored every inch of her body almost roughly in their greed. He had thrust himself deep into her body. It was what she needed. She had pushed back to feel the solid strength of his body on her and in her. She had struggled just enough that he gripped her tighter. She had returned his kisses with passion, offering first her mouth to him and then her neck. Finally she had felt the sensations of her orgasm building up inside and. Karen was looking at her sister’s back, seeing how rigid it was. She knew, instinctively, what her younger sister’s problem was. Quietly she stood and moved up behind Sarah. When she placed her hands on Sarah’s shoulders, she felt her sister begin to tremble, and heard a soft whimper come from Sarah.“I know what it is,” Karen whispered softly. “You’re tight as a drum, Sarah. I went through this one, when I was in high school. I know just what to do to make you relax. A girl helped me then, and. I felt powerless and weak. I put the bottle against myasshole and Danielle took a picture. I gently pushed the bottle in. Itentered my anus a second time. Danielle took a series of pictures, askingme to take the tip out and put it back in several times. I did as sheasked. Each time she would take a picture."That's good," she said. "Fuck yourself with that bottle, pantyboy." I stopped. "What the hell! You can fuck my ass, but not your own! I just told you tofuck yourself with that bottle! Now do.