I knew she must be close. I decided to add a bit more fuel to the fire. ‘Denise, I don’t think you’re treating our little slut with the proper a...ttitude she deserves and, I suspect, wants. Karen’s such a naughty, dirty, little slut, you know. She would love to have you smear your pussy all over her face.’ The two giggled. I saw Denise’s hands take a hold of both sides of Karen’s head, and holding her lover steady, proceeded to buck her hips up and down, racking her pussy across Karen’s face and. I couldn’t use my right arm because my shoulder still hurt so I tried pushing Ash away with my left. It didn’t work out too well. “Get the hell off of me Ash.” “Or what? What you gonna to do?” I was trying to push him away and then again I was trying to ignore how hard I was getting from the massage he was giving me by grinding hips into mine. “You like that don’t you?” he smiled and before I could say anything his hands were suddenly in my jeans and soon flesh was touching flesh. I couldn’t. Third one “You can jerk off in the rest room to this” followed by a pic of Trisha, from behind, her head on the floor with her ass in the air. She is sticking the fake cock into her dripping wet pussy from underneath. She has a glazed look in her eyes. Fourth text. “Imagine Cuming inside this” with a close-up picture of her asshole and pussy. Her asshole is gapped. She obviously had that fake cock deep inside her ass. “Imagine this cleaning up all the mess from your cock, balls, and asshole”. I reckon we look fine in the mirror,though. I think this weekend I started falling in lovewith you.***I remember dinner was great, though I completely forgotwhat we ate. The restaurant was quiet and dark, and welooked out over the sea. We shared a $20 bottle of wine,which was a lot of money when we were both students.Our relationship was in that great stage where we knewwe would have sex and it would be great, but it was atthe same time still very new and exciting. So, duringdinner we were.