I twitched in shock at the intimate touch, but then bucked my hips in a sensual rolling motion. Stephanie leaned in, nuzzling her way though my silky black hair. Her soft lips caressed the back of my neck and her tongue darted out, tickling in a sensual licking action. Lexi resumed her efforts on my ear and I thought I was going to lose my mind. Stephanie slowly increased her pressure with her finger, attempting to overcome the resistance of my firmly clenched little anus. “Ummm...” She purred in my ear. “You’re little asshole is SO tight. Do you think maybe it’s too tight for me to even get my finger in there?” To my shock and embarrassment, my immediate response was to shake my head ‘no’. Blushing, I again fought to widen my stance against the restraining effect of my bunched up jeans and slowly ground my hips in a sensual motion, pressing myself back against the unyielding pressure of her finger. She giggled in my ear. “Slut,” she whispered. “If you make it into our Sorority, I might just plow that cute little shitter of yours every night.” I groaned at the thought, knowing I should protest and try to defend my honor, but the words failed me. Stephanie applied more pressure as Lexi’s two fingers continued to churn butter in my cunt. pussy I gasped as I felt my anus stretch, and suddenly the tip of indian Stephanie’s finger eased gently into the asian clutching grip of my virgin asshole. She slowly twisted back and forth, creating a heavenly sensation in my most intimate little orifice. “More?” Stephanie teased. I could only nod numbly in a shameless response, but she wanted my commitment. “How much?” she demanded in an urgent whisper. The motion of her finger came to a frustrating halt, awaiting my reply. My eyes clouded with tears, realizing the depths that I had sunk to. Stephanie waited, trying to make me beg her to fuck me up the ass. I couldn’t do it. I knew I couldn’t make myself beg for such an act of depravity, no matter how good -- how incredibly wonderful -- it felt. And then, slowly, the words seem to form all on their own. “Pl...Please...” I gasped in a barely audible tone. Stephanie’s finger wriggled ever so slightly, waiting for a more definitive answer. I gulped, forcing down my inhibitions. A tear of shame rolled down my cheek. “Please... Stephanie. Please fuck me up lick my asshole. I want it -- all of it. I want your finger deep inside me.” Finally satisfied, Stephanie slowly eased the entire length of her middle piss finger into the depths of my quivering ass. I could feel her fully embedded digit rub sensuously across Lexi’s twat-plundering fingers, separated by only a thin barrier of slippery, quivering flesh. Stephanie began to thrust in and out of my puckered butthole as Lexi rooted in the velvety depths of my cunt. My knees buckled Lesbian as the warnings of a convulsive orgasm began to simmer. The collar was open showing a tuft of thick chest hair. We ate supper and then Liz announced she was going to have some of the chocolate cake Lesbian and that she'd been looking forward to trying piss it all weekend. There can be nothing between you and his pleasure.” I could smell that spicy fragrance. Just as Julie and I started looking at each other to get a read on indian what each other was thinking, Brie slid a wet finger into each of our mouths. What if Smitha was also awake like him and feigned sleep? My aunt stood there, looking at me sitting naked in the tub, with legs that didn’t work, and asian an erection that did but lick served no purpose. Austin and I both shrug and we decide to go sit by her. She slid her hands round Liz’s body and hugged her from behind, snuggling into the crick of her neck. I’m just taking a break. “I'm bummed,” Anemone said, still panting. I might get the nerve to tell pussy you next week. That is on his cock.