Cowgirl Gets Creampie

By Saturday Sally is wishing the hours away til our night out, chatting excitedly as the stylists work on our hair, practically skipping as we walk back to the institute and arriving at mine and Andy’s room nearly 10 minutes early looking like a million pounds, the dress hugging her figure, her high heels accentuating her legs and ass, the bra and slightly loose top showing off her ample chest and cleavage (If Josh doesn’t make a move on her tonight he’s mad. “Yes, it won’t go in otherwise.”

I breathe deeply as he tries again, pushing harder this time and I push with my ass muscles as Sally said it makes it easier. Every time Sally leans forward to talk to me, Josh’s eyes are immediately drawn to her chest and his face flushes with desire, though the same happens every time they speak to each other which, to be honest, has been a lot. “You ok?” he asks, concern etched on his face in the mirror as he sees a tear run down my cheek “We