Her sandy blonde hair was wet and hanging around her face in little ringlets framing her blonde eyes ands pretty face. Her big tits were bobbing under... the tight white t-shirt she was wearing, and her tight ass was barely contained by the short athletic shorts she was wearing. It was all Jake could do to tear his eyes away from her jutting nipples and ask, “So where is Anne at we were about to head out?”“She was out of eye shadow and she ran to the drug store real quick to pick it up, she should. Tammy was still recovering from the beating her pussy had just taken a few minutes ago. She was just now catching her breath and here comes her bbf ready to fuck the living daylights out of her." What do you plan on doing with that Sasha?" Tammy was a little confused. "What the fuck do you think i'm going to do with it? I am going to abuse that sweet lil pussy of yours."Sasha was starting to get a little bit cocky. She loved watching her husband bang her best friend but that was her own crazy. I am quivering so badly and shaking… Your tongue slides over every inch of mine, and you slow things down a bit to make love to me. You start kissing my stomach, and then teasingly lick at my lips inhaling the scent of me, but not opening me to your tongue… You spread me, and lick at me like a cat laps at milk. Nice and slow. I try thrusting against your mouth, but you wont’ let Me… You want me to lay there and don’t move. Don’t make a sound. I want to scream so badly… I’m shaking so badly. You. “Go for it.”I gasped as my vision of the ceiling was shoved roughly aside, replaced by myriad cascading images, some still, some moving, a thousand pictures and clips flashing into my brain faster than I could comprehend. My muscles quivered, tensing and relaxing spasmodically, though I was barely aware of my body. A hundred voices echoed, as if a hundred masters were teaching a hundred lessons at once.Names attached themselves to the different styles my brain was absorbing: White Crane,.