Time stood still….I flapped my mouth open and closed but no sound would come out….eventually I stammered “wh…what…who”, knowing full well who she meant as previous visions of Abby’s obscenely delicious camel toe cunt flicked through my brain….she dropped my jeans and stepped right up against me and whispered in my ear, “ever since that afternoon we came to look at the house her fat little cunt has been leaving snail trails on pretty much everything she sits on, she is obsessed with this” her hand closed around my cock….I hadn’t even realised it was swelling and was now almost horizontal….”No”…I gasped…”she’s just a kid, what the fuck!”. I followed, feeling a little sheepish, to find Jo lifting the sheet slowly off Sam’s sleeping body and gaze down at Sam’s well fucked cunt, she was still on her back, legs apart slightly, her cunt plump and inflamed, a thin trail of juice oozed out. “I told him” stated Sam to Jo as we showered…” told me what?” I asked, dragging my gaze up from two mesmerising, swollen and well fucked pussies. “Don’t push back too hard or you’ll hurt yourself” I warned…adding “there’s still a couple of inches of cock high and dry”….”Ohhh fuck” she groaned, “I couldn’t take anymore”!
