.mmmm....there’s so much of it. Such a turn on!” She paused and smiled pensively. “But it’s not so satisfying for me, if you know what I mean... and well, Ash is beginning to make demands about putting that tool of his between my legs”. She paused. “Now that just might be totally satisfying”.“So...” She hesitated for a second, reflecting on what she was about to ask me. “What I basically need to know is that you’ll be OK if I let him fuck me?”My heart leapt again as all kinds of erotic images. All that time of dreaming of my firstpussy and I'd never realised how great it would be instead to get athick hard cock. The feel of that warm, quivering muscle runningacross my lips and tongue, penetrating my throat, made me feel soalive. It was an incredible kind of contact, merging my body withthat of my curvy, hung whore. Right then I could not imagine a betterfeeling than being on my knees with this black cock sliding down mythroat.My hands had been playing with her balls, now I began to. Of course Robby would ask me that question. He was, after all, probably my most perverted friend. At that moment, Isabelle came back with Kyle and Amanda tagging closely behind them. She smiled at me widely, not helping my point to Robby. I am so cold, she said, coming in for a hug. Here, take my hoodie, I said trying to get her off politely as Rob nudged my shoulder. Merci, she said, as I pulled it over her shoulders. It was a little too big for her, but she wasnt complaining. The sleeves came. Kelly was singing along with the music, wearing a loose fitting t shirt, jean shorts, running shoes and a baseball type cap covering her blond hair in a neat pony-tail. I know Kelly was bra-less because she almost always went without one. I was wearing a considerably tighter fitting t shirt, very short tight cutoff shorts, strapy sandals, a very plain by still cute white bra and white lace trimmed bikini panties. My longer brunette hair was flying freely in the wind rushing through the open car.