Erica was confused - she felt like she was being asked to lick her girlfriend's vagina, but her mouth was full of pissy underwear. She soon learned what Laura had in mind though. Laura planned to use Erica's entire face as a masturbation toy, and to this end she began to rub her wet pussy up and down across Erica's face, gripping Erica's hair as makeshift handles. She smeared her cunt juices back and forth across Erica's cheeks and forehead, savoring the feel of Erica's nose running up and down her twat valley, between her labia, feeling the warmth of Erica's tears on her thighs. Erica made muffled crying sounds, but Laura ignored them, because she was focusing on something else, something she very much tight pussy wanted to do right now. And there it was - her bladder wasn't quite empty. And by relaxing as best she was able while in the throes of sexual arousal, Laura was able to let the last of her urine flow out and bathe her lover's face. She moaned happily as she pissed onto her girlfriend's face, even as she rubbed her pussy vigorously back and forth across the unwilling bitch's features. This was right. This was the degradation that Laura had gone through, and now Erica was sharing in it, because that's what blowjob girlfriends were for. She felt an orgasm building, and squealed out loud as it hit her just as the last of her bladder emptied itself. Her knees went weak, and Laura lost her footing, falling safely but gracelessly to the bathroom floor in front of Erica. She ripped the panties from adorable Erica's mouth and kissed her deeply and passionately, Erica tasted like urine and cunt juices but Laura didn't care. She kissed Erica again and again. The orgasm from abusing Erica had been amazing, and she felt deeply grateful to her girlfriend. "Good slut," she allure murmured as she kissed the crying girl. "Good slut." Erica, confused, kissed Laura back, and the only thought in her mind was how lucky she was that Laura would kiss her even when she was soaked in piss, and even after she had made Laura so angry somehow. She felt grateful to be so loved. "Good slut," she whispered to herself. Chapter 16 TOPLESS WAITRESS After recovering from her orgasm, Laura showered. She graciously let Erica join her, and together the two girls washed the sweat, sex juices and piss from their naked bodies. It felt weird washing with the chain still hooked on Laura's tits (and painful) but it seemed to be stainless steel and unlikely to rust. Afterwards, Laura dressed for her new job. The chain was her bra, of course. And she was going to be topless, but she would need to cover her tits while Erica drove her to work, so she put on a Hardcore casual shirt. She got Erica to slide a fresh pair of lacy pink panties up her legs, and then put on a sexy miniskirt over the top. She complimented the outfit with high heels. She needed to tell Erica where she was going, of course, as Erica would be driving the car and picking her up. He started with a kiss, he stole her breath, his tongue snaked into her mouth probing her until she answered, he nipped at her lip then moved to her ear, again he nibbled her lobes, with a finger under her chin he tight pussy lifted her head to kiss her exposed throat followed by a hand, he gently squeezed. If you’re ‘gonna stay here, you have to give me something in return,” retorted the bold little twit. Her hips wiggled from side to side, her small breasts rubbing against me. She moaned into my ear, her allure breath warm. I used that time to campaign. I don't even know where he goes after taking his classes. So when the workers blowjob demanded their leftover pay, Savita had nothing left to give them; adorable or did she ? "Ok, how many? I need this so much!” John knew exactly how to bring her to the edge of orgasm and then back off. I have had enough coffee this morning.? On a lazy Sunday afternoon I found myself without any of my friends on the block. At the end of the corridor, Jane almost pushed him inside her cabin and closed the door. As Becca began reading it aloud, she began to blush. I poured us some coffee ,cream and sugar I ask, no she said just cream but not in my coffee and giggled I am such a slut . I led her out on the back patio and we made small talk held hands. She now used her other hand to knock on his door gently. Evil scumbags who would beat me and rape me. Fuck my pussy baby! Truly she had become Hardcore the neighbourhood wet dream and yet she maintained her own aura and control over things, managing to make everyone feel exclusive and special. You push a third finger inside me and you start slamming them in and out of my butt. This was a trap. “VERNAZZA” it reads. Did you ever trib, back when you were a young girl?" "He knows all about Daddy and me?" "No let’s have a cigarette and see if she comes around. I grew up on hip-hop. "I noticed", she said thoroughly disgusted.