Her back was straight, her rump curved, perky and smooth.She wasn't hung-up about her body, but neither was she possessed of any false modesty. She kn...w she was attractive, and she accepted it. I've got a nice face and body, she thought, so what?She critically examined her breasts. They were rounded uplifted mounds of creamy smoothness--the shape and size of coconuts. The nipples jutted up rubbery and erect.She palmed her breasts, slowly sliding her hands over the mounds. A fizzing tingling. He looked so innocent as he told me: “Hi, little slut…”I felt my pussy tingling when he stared me in my eyes and said so.As he finished his drink, I begged him to get naked. He did not hesitate one bit. I gasped as I saw his dark, veiny cock. I was really huge; about those eleven inches he had told me before…I dropped to my knees and began to work on this monster thing.I sucked on him more than ten minutes and he suddenly came in my mouth. I had gagged on his dick as it filled my throat. My. After a little while, she speaks. “Amaru?” she asks, in a voice that sounds slightly tentative.“Yeah babe?” you reply.“Was that good for you?” she asks carefully. “I mean, was it really good?”“Don’t worry babe, you were awesome,” you reply. And it’s true — you really do quite enjoy sticking your penis into this girl. Some day you might marry her so you can keep on doing it.“Um, that’s not quite what I meant,” says Rose nervously. “Is there maybe something else you’d like to try? You know,. ’ Max admitted. ‘Anyway, I wish you wouldn’t use that word.’ Caroline whined. ‘What word? Dykes?’ Max scoffed, rolling her eyes as she added, ‘It’s fine Caroline, WE can use that word because we’re actually gay. It’s like black people and-.’ ‘No it’s not!’ Caroline interrupted before Max said something she was even more uncomfortable with, ‘And besides, I thought you were only a little gay? You know, as in bi?’ Max lowered her head before softly admitting, ‘I, I don’t know what I am. I just, I.