” And Bobby said to me “you can come with us, but if you want to be one of “us guys” you have to do what we do, do what we say and not tell a...nyone.” We went into his bedroom and they opened more beers and pulled some more magazines from under Bobby’s bed and passed them around. I remember thinking this is pretty cool, I’m hanging with the big guys. I remember taking the magazine they handed me and opening it up like the rest of them. And as with the ones in the garage, it was photos of. " As she spread her legs, she smiled at me and said, "You'll get use to being a slave to your nasty cunt. I think your dyke cunt already likes being a slave to my pussy, don't you?" "Yes," I said lowering my eyes. I couldn't stand to look at her. "Look at me and say it," she said forcefully. I looked at her and said, "My dirty dyke cunt likes being a slave to your pussy." It was the hardest thing I had ever had to do. I knew it was just the beginning of a lot of things I was going to have to do. Rounding up." That's probably not far off, but you're not looking for precision on this, are you? What are you driving at?" She reached for him while she grinned into his eyes. He kept his hands busy on her body."We screw a lot, love. It's always great, but I want to be sure we're getting the most out of it, that we're really having all the fun we want to have." You're always looking for perfection. All I want is pleasure - as often as possible." Well, not perfection, exactly, although I know. Sarah sighed and moaned louder…So I pulled her panties down and off her ankles. Parting her thighs, I slipped my tongue straight on her soaking wet slit and then her swollen clit.The sensual woman had both hands on my head as I satisfied her wet cunt. After only moments and a few licks she moaned and she suddenly came in my lips. Her body trembled and she exploded in orgasm, while she tried to muffle her grunts by biting her hand. She shuddered hard and almost fainted.Standing up, she.