" Whooo boy! I'm glad I'm not in your shoes!" Vickie said, "she's as bad as a mom."Kurt, the Cheese and Vickie nodded like the wood bird on the edge o...f a glass of water ... nod nod nod. They stepped onto the carpet.Cheese asked, "who is going to drive?" Not me," from Vickie."Nope, me neither," Kurt said."Don't look at me, I don't have a carpet license," denied the Cheese.They all stepped off. They went into a huddle and whispered between them. Vick scuffed a little dirt at the Cheese. It got. I could tell by her comments that there was definitely some sparks flying. Michelle described in great detail what she was wearing that day and more importantly what she had on underneath. I said it was unfair, as I couldn’t she what she had on and that was it:- “Turn on your cam and skype me” – the words burnt into me as I read them on my screen. The next few minutes were a blur as we logged on to catch the first glimpse of each other for real. Of course we had seen pictures of each other but. How big that red-ringed opening! Not quite a match in roundness for Gwen's when she sucked the plastic phallus up her vagina. Still... you're right, Gwen, shaving makes a woman face up to the long, vertical smile of her cunt, see clearly that she is split, divided, that it's what she's got to use, and that it is not passive, that she can develop her techniques, her control of the sphincter, and become ten times more woman!She slid the jiji down the slippery trough into the swollen, bracketing. I’m not sure if I hate or love how much like a bitch it sounds, but for really sure James is enjoying it.Suddenly, his three fingers were inside of me. I hissed with the pain, letting out a surprised gasp, suddenly replaced with a long moan when his fingers finally, finally found my sweet spot.“There, Jay, right there!” I panted, suddenly all too excited. “C’mon, Jamie, I’m ready!”“Are you sure?” He asked, and his voice was soft, all worried and back to my James.“Yes, baby, c’mon!” I replied,.