Leaving the clamps in place, she left Sara’s side. Sara felt a current of air behind her and knew that the woman was behind her. She felt those soft... hands caress her ass, lovingly. The woman kneaded each globe thoroughly, before grabbing the waistband of her panties and pulled them down. She lifted one leg, and then the other, helping Sara out of her tiny panties. Sara could feel a new gush of fluid escape her cunt, as she stood there wondering just how many people could see her naked ass and. She had been involved mostly with the male football squad and little parties with the music teacher, Mister Branson and the football coach, the tall and silent type, Coach Williams wearing his tight sports running pants that showed off the exact measurements of his impressive man-tool. Most of the cheerleading squad had already taken his business for a ride up into the back of their pretty little throats and she was no exception.As she waited, a city police-car pulled up alongside her and she. "If you want to see something awesome push play on that remote," Terrence called out from the bedroom before returning to the phone.Interested to see what he was talking about I pressed the play button. I was instantly greeted by a big screen view of another girl, even hotter than the last, sucking his dick like there was no tomorrow."Holy cow, this is nuts!" I gasped, as I sat on his couch watching him get his dick sucked."Yea man, that girl was a fast learner," he said. I sat quietly watching. ‘Short and fat, like a freakin’ bulldog!’ Sam’s laughing so hard, he gets tears in his eyes. ‘It reminded me of this dirty cartoon I read once,’ Ellenor continues. ‘A girl takes a body-builder type of guy home, and he shows off his body, how muscular he is, and then he takes off his briefs, and the girl says Gee, all that dynamite, and such a short fuse!’ ‘Stop, you’re killing me!’ Sam’s lying over the table, beating it with his fist. He can hardly breathe. His laughter is contagious, Ellenor.