”“You better talk to Greg; I bet he can do a better job.”“Not from what Amy says. She said you’re the best.” She said with a wicked grin.�...��What is Greg going to say if you end up sporting a new Doo style?”“He’ll think I talked Amy into helping me do it as I asked him and he declined. He doesn’t think he can do it without nicking me.”“So we get Amy to do it and then he fucks your brains out. Problem solved and I don’t get into trouble with him or your mom.”“But...”“But what?”“You asshole! You. At 5'4 and weighing a little over 120 pounds, Sara had beautiful, shoulder length, auburn hair, perky c-cup breasts and a cute butt that always left men like Mark drooling.Mark couldn't help falling head over heels for Sara. The ways her tight body filled out her business suits, her sweet voice commanded a room and her overall demeanor all left Mark infatuated. After working together for only a couple of months Mark knew he had to make his move. Over the Fourth of July weekend he asked her to. . Please!"My ram was up, my hammer was cocked. Yet I hesitated. Terri no longer fit any convenient label. Bitch yes, but not really, at least not full time. Cunt? I didn't think so.My brain kept spinning with conflicting emotions and thoughts. The "Love" word had disarmed me, opened me up, and proved me vulnerable after all. My sister's words rang in my ear, 'Some day you're going to wish you had a woman just like Terri.'Bemused, horny, in lust, I sought familiar ground. Reaching under her. I wanted his cock, and I wanted his cum inside me! By this time, it was so hotin my bedroom, Clay and I were both dripping with sweat. Clay reached up to wipe his face and forehead and when he did, I grabbed his hand and thrust it to the top of my head. I grunted at Clay, "pull my hair!" Right then Clay pulled out of me and told me to get on me knees. Of course I obeyed him. On my knees, I flet Clay's HUGE mushroom head back at my hole, and slowly pushing it's way through. Once all the.