She was very quite and made sure no one was around.After 20 minutes she decided that it was safe and started rubbing her clit form the outside. I will...leave my shirt and puffy vest on just in case...I can explain my pants being down but not my shirt off...Kristy could feel her clit swelling before she pulled her pants down...she left her panties on for now... She thought about all the young men that she had seen this past summer, heading out to camp and spend the day in the woods. She was. When she recovered, my fingers were out of her rectum, and there was no pain to associate with entry, or exit.After a brief respite, and a trip to the bathroom for Tammy, she rewarded me with Olympic quality sex. She rode me like a bucking bronco. Tammy loved being a cowgirl and controlling the rate, depth, and style of sex. Giving her control of her own body empowered her in ways that she couldn't have expected in advance. Because I never took, she was almost always happy to give.Tammy asked. “Which one first?” I asked. “Feeling like a fag hag tonight?” she asked as a guy went past us through the gay door. “No way,” I replied. I had tried dating gay guys. Some tried to be considerate lovers, but it always ended up a platonic friendship. “OK, let’s take the lez side.” She took my hand and led me through the double-female door and down a hall. The dance music grew louder even inch, until we broke through another set of doors onto a dance floor. It was still early. Only a few couples. I turned my head, and tried to push him up off me, when D-Money kicked my leg, and ordered me to eat my man's ass. I scarfed at the command, defying the power hungry delinquent. D-Money grabbed me by the collar, pulling me up to seated position, and pimp slapped me til I saw stars. Then he shoved me back onto my back, and ordered Jman to smother me with his ass. Jman's ass landed smack dab on my mouth. My breathing cavities were all temporarily closed off, as Jmam took him at his word, and.