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He reached around behind her and unclasped it, arranging her arms in her lap so he could pull the bra off her one-handed. Her top was still around her belly but her skirt had ridden all the way up and her tits were exposed. Her tanlines were in the shape of her tank top on her torso and up to about her mid-thigh on her legs. Her hips and boobs were paler than the rest of her, big brown nipples pointing up in the middle of her fat, round breasts. Nate whistled in appreciation, camera whirring as he zoomed in for some close-ups. Jay stopped making out with her and looked at her tits as he groped them, lifting them up one at a time and pinching her nipples lightly, jiggling her tits around in his hand. Sara looked down at her naked chest. She made a weak effort to pull her top back up. "It's fine, babe," Jay told her, looping his arm around her elbows and pulling them behind her so she was totally exposed. He resumed batting his tongue around inside her mouth, groping her chest and occasionally slapping her tits up. "Hold her still, dude," Mike said. He knelt in between her legs and tapped a line of MDMA out of the plastic bag, onto her left thigh, right on the pale part. Jay held her firmly in place, taking a break from slapping her breasts, as Mike plugged a nostril and snorted the line off her leg, grunting in appreciation and licking the residue off her. Licking and licking, getting closer to her crotch until he was there, pressing his tongue against her panties and pressing his lips on them, soaking her underwear and massaging her with his tongue. She flinched, if you can call reacting that weakly flinching. Mike didn't even notice. He wrapped his hands around her hips for leverage and pressed into her even harder and more frantically. "I wanna do a line off her tits," Brittany declared, getting up from the couch. Still holding her arms back, Jay yanked her head back even more, arching her back brutally, holding her rock steady as he grinned at her helplessness. Brittany tapped out a line of coke on Sara's left tit, snorting it and licking the residue off her just like Mike had done. She flicked the hard nipple around with her tongue and then licked up the side of her neck, up her cheek and shoved it in her ear. Sara moaned and Jay cut if off again by locking their lips together as she tried to shrug away from Brittany's assault but she couldn't budge at all. Jay flicked and pinched her right nipple while Brittany made another pass, sucking on her left one and licking her way up her neck and face to violate her ear with her tongue again, over and over. Jay let her straighten up a little since she was really trying to squirm away every time Brittany made out with her ear. Mike stopped licking and yanked her panties down just far enough for him to wedge his head in there, her thighs clamped to either side of his head as she moaned again into teen Jay's mouth as Mike's tongue wiggled into her. Jim didn't do drugs besides alcohol so he just took another shot and knelt down behind Mike, grabbing Sara's feet and licking the soles of her feet and tonguing in between her toes and sucking on them one by one. He held her indian feet up before him and lapped at them like a dog until Brittany decided she'd had her fill for now. Jim took her spot, but he wasn't interested in ears, only boobs. Jim attacked her breasts with his mouth, crushing her nipples against the roof of his mouth with his tongue, raking his teeth across the tight, smooth skin of her tits, leaving big hickeys on her underboobs. He bit her nipples and pulled on them, he licked the sweat out of her cleavage, licked the dying punch off her breastbone, smooshing her tits against his face and motorboating them and licking every inch of her rack over and over, coating her chest with his drool. In fact, pretty much her whole body was getting covered in drool, spilling from Jay's mouth and down her cheek, Jim covering her tits deliberately and Mike giving her inner thighs and pussy a thorough tongue bath. You said it yesterday, my pussy belongs to you.” My dick twitched. He got his bags from his room and out the door he went. We can control most everything about ourselves, how big or small we want to be, if we want to get pregnant or not, that kind I’d thing. With only the slightest hesitation she moved forward and I took her into a very firm hug and backed off with my face to give her a very virginal kiss and then backed off. she said I am Avril Daddy. As I walked up to him I saw that familiar bulge in his trousers. Makayla giggled. “Now go wash your hands. I am a retired Vietnam Veteran with a one hundred percent unemployable disability from Agent Orange exposure while in Saigon. He pulled at my school indian shirt, I teen had to take it off for him. “Saw that?”, I asked Nidhi when the receptionist was out of earshot.