Not bad, really. The tip seems to drool out pure pineapple juice. It certainly tastes better than her last boyfriend. Harper gets irritated at her hal...f-hearted fellatio and takes a firm hold of her blonde hair. The Wonder-cock gets firmer in Stephanie’s hot, tight mouth as if it truly has a mind of its own. As Harper drives the hard dildo deep down Stephanie’s gullet, she enjoys the sounds Stephanie’s made as her wholesome, girl-next-door face is distorted with wanton lust as her tongue. "At least you're in a real livebody." Got me there," Carl admitted, then asked. "Your car or mine?" Yours," the new Nola answered with a roll of her eyes. "Nola took mykeys when she took my pants." Oh, right." * * * *"Where is that bitch in my body?" Nola asked in frustration afterseveral fruitless hours of searching."If I knew that, we'd have found him by now," Carl grumbled."I'm running out of time here!" the girl in the car told him,, thenlet out a sigh. . “I know what you mean--there’s a whole other side of you that you hide.”“Right. I love teaching and I believe women have to be strong and independent, but sometimes I get so fucking horny I just want to get laid and be a slut.”“So that’s why you said it’s hard to be me. You feel something is wrong with you ‘cause you have this other side of you.”“Right. I love to fuck.”“I think that’s healthy—nothing’s wrong with you, Megan.”She looked at me then put her arms around my shoulders, rolled onto. Did leotards use the same material?...or perhaps was it something even better?As my sisters walked in from their bike ride, they each dumped a plasticbag on the kitchen bench. No doubt containing their new leotards. Withanother dose of frustration, I couldn't simply go out there to inspectthem without a raise of an eyebrow. If I was a girl however, it wouldhave been perfectly normal.No, actually if I were a girl, I would have gone on a bike ride, chosen,and likely tried on, a new leotard, and.