That would definitely be one hell of an adventure. Her parents took the news well, wishing her good luck, and at the same time, relief that she was le...aving them. It was obvious that they still resented her having ‘associated’ with someone like Jack for so long, having only recently seen exactly what kind of person he really was. Amanda couldn’t care less about trying to defend herself anymore, she was honestly half tempted to confess to everyone, the truth behind the pictures…just to get it. As well as a fun friend-with-benefits, Marcie was also extremely useful as a test subject, and this seemed like an interesting challenge. Could I get her so turned on that she’d want to fuck me, even without us becoming “more serious”. After all, if I couldn’t do it with Marcie, I’d never be able to do it with my sister... “What do you think about when you masturbate?”“Lots of things.”“What did you think about last time you masturbated?”“A guy owning me, making me wear a collar 24/7, and taking. Emily’s, I mean Miss Jameson’s, Citroen 2CV. A real statement – “I’m a lefty, Guardian reading, tree hugger”. But she was sitting in it, crying softly.Perhaps the diplomatic thing would have been to politely ignore her, pretend not to notice and when on Monday she said “Didn’t I see you late on Friday leaving school?” you just reply “Did you? Oh yes I was a bit late leaving”But I’m not diplomatic (see remark on newly birthed mother “why haven’t you lost weight now the baby’s out?”), never have. The still cum-soaked head slid and glided on the soft skin of Vantha's pussy flesh. Each movement sent flashes of sensual pleasure shooting through Ebony's cock's length and caused it to quiver in tension. Ebony guided the slippery head until she felt the lubricated flesh of Vantha's steamy cunt being parted by its massiveness. She hunched forward, her hips thrusting with a rolling motion of her pelvis, and wormed the huge hardness into the clasping hole. Ebony sank over half of her.