She smiled. The term ?bitch? she now understood as endearing. It was amazing, in the headspace she’d dropped into, how much made sense. His hands... explored her body, her arms, back, ass, pussy (that made her wince a bit, but she relaxed quickly), legs, and even her feet. He grabbed her by the hair and lead her to the shower area, to stand in from of a full length mirror. she looked at herself, long and hard, astonished. she looked substantially different, though it could not have been so. I put it to Jean from the rear, while she was eating your pussy, but I didn't cum yet." "I sure did," Jean announced. I had it going for me at both ends, and I came so hard that my head spun. Wow, what a beautiful family you are, every one of you!" Travis saw his mother frown. "Every one, Jean?" she asked. He moved to her, hurriedly cutting off the conversation, telling himself that he would break the news a little later, that she didn't . It stung as he made contact repeatedly."Suck it Bitch!" he yelled.I groaned as he pushed his cock deeper into my mouth.Adrian started talking, I didn't catch everything, but it was usually him telling me to suck his cock and telling me how much of bitch I was. He also continued spanking me with increasing force.Adrian picked up the pace while he was fucking my mouth. He grabbed both sides of my head and pounded my face harder as his breathing picked up. I knew what was coming, he was going to. Tom was not an average boy, five foot seven inches, 14, and stunning. His beach-blond hair, skater-boy looks, and muscular facade all compliment his sky blue eyes in a way no others did. He seemed to luminance, sticking out of the crowd with a comfortable glow, an idol in a way, with never an enemy. I, being the forementioneds Best Friend, was aware of all of this, and (although secretly) very, very attracted. We went to Jacksonville Middle School, 8th grade. I am five foot nine, very muscular,.