"That's it, Betty, that's it. Sure, yeah, come on, jack it back and forth," Hank whispered, his lips forming a weak smile as he closed his eyes and rocked back and forth on his, heels.

His cock was so hard, so very very hard and hot! And that juice! It was bubbling out of his slit the way her own fuck juice was frothing from her cunthole, dampening the crotch panel of her panties. Betty could feel the wet material clinging uncomfortably to her cuntlips! Glancing to one side, she saw Annie shoving her thumbs under the elastic waistband of her own briefs and shoving them down. The girl looked so different, so strange! It was that glimmer in her eyes, that flush in her face. She was growing sexually aroused, really aroused! It was like looking at a different person when the brunette pushed her panties down and stepped from them.

She squeezed Hank's cock, tightened her fingers around his fat cock. At the same time, she jacked her hand up and down. The young stud groaned, his chin trembling while his nostrils flared. He was as turned on, as high as she was. For a moment the girl felt a flash of power or pride, knowing she could make someone this good looking and athletic groan from the simple touch of her fingers.

"Annie, baby, she's a hot little bitch. Man, she wants it bad. But you know what turns me bit, baby? Really turns me on?"

Annie moved up beside Betty, her face turning bright red. She knew what Hank was going to say. She could see it in his eyes, read it on his face.

"No, not Betty, please," Annie whispered, her eyes widening as Hank's smile broadened.

"Why not? The two of you are good friends. Man, I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't make it already," he said, wiping his chin with the back of one hand while staring mockingly down at the blonde.