Actually, Claire and Alison did – but Riley continued dancing excitedly on her toes, saying, “Watch this! watch this, Alison! Look wha’ I’ bin...practisin’!” She bent over, flipped her skirt up to display her naked bottom, spread her buttocks, and slowly squeezed her warm steaming toffee apple into her gaping ass, grinning from ear to ear as she turned to watch Alison’s reaction. The fruit disappeared into the depths of her rectum, her sphincter closed around the stick, and gloopy golden-brown. She accepted me, too. She didn't hate me. She had every right to.Tears burned my eyes. “Jasmine,” I croaked. “I... I...”“Oh, don't start crying,” she whimpered. “I'll cry, too, and I'm not wearing tear-resistant mascara. I'll look like a mess.”“That's what you're concerned about right now?” I gasped.“Well, I was going to hook up with Carter in an hour,” she said, shivering. “You know, one little fling before we go off to college.”I smiled. “Right, I wouldn't want to make you look like a mess.”. More

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