" She said sheepishly. "It's ok, though, I haven't told anyone. And...I won't" she added with a wink."I come in here when you're not home and I watch ...he videos you've been watching. I saw one where a girl was covered head to toe in cum and was licking it off...I've been dying to know what cum tastes like, so...Thanks" She smiled.That really emboldened me, or else I never would have said what I said next..."Are you dying to know what it feels like to have your cherry popped?" I asked lustfully.. She was looking around as she talked–probably wondering where you went. I gotta admit, when I rubbed that ring, I expected you to pop up in a puff of smoke, not make an appointment…but since you didn’t walk out, it fucked with her head a little. ‘Yeah, baby,’ I said, dropping my pants. ‘I wanted something.’ She got this funny look in her eyes when she saw my dick, I mean, she was always ready to go, but this time, it was like she’d taken a hit of coke or something. She even drooled a little. This time she moved. It was just her head and Ryan was sure that she had not woken but it was now impossible to fuck her mouth. He took a breath and with his free hand, gently rolled her light head back over towards his cock. She moaned dreamily in her sleep. Ryan didn’t wait. He left his hand on the back of her head to ensure she did not move again while his dick pushed ever so slowly beyond her young lips. Her teeth lay beyond. He bit his lip once more and was wondering how best to overcome. Now get that T and A ready.” Zera reached over and hefted Wendy’s tits. “We need to take you bra shopping. Or fuck it. Not me. Janice can do it. Or Liz and Darlene.”“This is a booty call?” Wendy asked.“It’s always a booty call,” Zera scoffed. “Boys.”“And lesbians,” Wendy muttered. Zera had grabbed her three times today and all that had happened was Wendy had learned a dozen new ways not to eat pussy.Katie hadn’t called home since she had checked in stepping off the plane. She turned her phone.