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She reached under her dress quickly, dug the cucumber out of her pussy, and put it into a bowl. She wanted to rub her clit too but Michael would ask what she was doing soon. Instead she returned to the couch with the bowl of cunt-flavored squashed cucumber. "Erica's health supplement," she explained in response to Michael's curious look, and then proceeded to hand-feed the cucumber to Erica. It was clear from Erica's look that she understood what she was eating, but she said nothing, only licked the pussy-cucumber mash from Laura's hand. Laura girlfriend wished she had been able to feed it to Erica directly from her twat. Maybe next time. As she looked down at her degraded girlfriend, Laura realized something. All night in the back of her mind she had been thinking about how last time Erica had sucked Michael's dick - and how afterwards Laura had kissed Erica and tasted Michael's cum. It had been so hot, and all night subconsciously Laura had been fantasizing about it. But Michael wasn't going to do that again; Laura had been furious at him. She had told him it was wrong and he wasn't allowed to do it. And if he didn't do it, Laura wasn't going to get to taste his cum that night. (A part of her mind told that her lesbians don't obsess over tasting cum. She told it to shut up; it was just a taste, like strawberry jam or chocolate or any other taste, and it was entirely coincidence that it came from a man.) Laura realized that she vagina had to be a little bit active if she wanted to get her desires couple met. She cleared her throat, and said, "Michael, about the other night when you and Erica... you know...." Michael blushed and avoided Laura's eyes. "No, it's okay," Laura said hurriedly. "I've just realized over the past week what a slut Erica is. You couldn't have helped yourself. It was all her fault, not yours." Erica's eyes widened with betrayal, but she said nothing. "Just... if Erica's like that again, and it happens again, that's okay," said Laura. "I understand how horny and slutty she can be. I won't even tell you to stop, okay?" Michael looked at Laura, disbelieving. "You're not going to get angry if Erica sucks my... well, you know...." "That's right," said Laura. She knew what she was saying was outrageous but she just couldn't get the image out of her head of Erica's mouth, full of cum, waiting to be kissed... "Well... okay..." said Michael. His cock was a bulging lump in his pants and he was boyfriend staring at whorish little kneeling Erica. There was an uncomfortable silence for a few moments. Finally, Laura excused herself to go to the toilet. She took her purse with her, and after she had pissed wife she extracted the dildo and put it in her mouth while she masturbated. What had she just done? She felt equal parts guilt and arousal go through her brain as she frantically manipulated her clitoris. She had just told her best friend he could face-fuck her girlfriend and cum in her mouth. Oh god, how degraded had she become? She felt an orgasm coming on. She couldn't cum here, in the toilet, with her friend outside. His own reactions were mixed. Soon Nina got Jen off big time and I pumped her deep. You know I’d do anything for you.” She says lovingly. With her hand coated with the lube, her hand made a squishy sound as she stroked Tom. His uncle used to sleep in the verandah of the house, as it was very hot inside especially girlfriend during the vagina summers. I can’t because of this top wife of mine. Besides the fact that the pod was present and so was a body. I yelled up in to the cab “I couple think there is a mistake on your paperwork, please let me check it". They would just have to go out into the world, attracted to the God who they felt closest to. He positioned himself in front of Cindy continuously rubbing her tits. He grabbed a ruler and spanked me with boyfriend it. I refuse to be molested again, but I couldn't stop him. “Hmm, I’ll have to watch that.” I thought. Her legs began to quiver, she pressed back to me even tighter then began to bark out cries of passion, muffled by my hand over her mouth. I am also not asking 'where babies come from' or something stupid like that," she did the whole puppy dog eye look as she asked. Grace laughed. I pulled in my driveway and my gate to the back was shut but I could see a car parked back by my shop. Bill told Sharon about setting up some spring traps. You answer the door in a towel and I’ll do the rest, trust me. You do trust me don’t you Frank?” the last bits of cum while staring lovingly up at him…