Except for leaving the bathroom to join her friends on the porch. Her friends that thought she was crazy. A freak. A geek.Hugging herself tightly, Mag...ie stared at the offending two foot square on the floor, at the toilet, at the mirror, and down at herself again. Did she have Alzheimer's, she wondered? Was she loosing her mind? What about her backpack and Skechers? How to explain those?Explain to whom, she wondered?"Maggie?"Maggie started and clamped her arms over her chest. "What?" The door. .neem maar een flinke slok, er zit ghb in.ik nam een goeie slok en een half uurtje later stond mn mannenkut compleet open voor deze heerlijk man met zn harde pik.Er was nog een man op dit schouwspel afgekomen, en die rukte zijn pik ook lekker hard en bood me die aan om te pijpen.Ik was zo hoerig van de chems dat ik dit gewillig deed, deze man was dusdanig geil dat die al snel zijn lading in mn mond spoot, waar ik heerlijk van genoot.Ondertussen was mn grote stoere kerel mn kutje goed aan het. "What?" My voice had to be angry."You know what I want girl," he said.I did indeed know. I dropped to my knees and unzipped his thick cotton trousers. When I worked his erect, but average sized cock out of his pants, I sucked it into my mouth without any playing. I had missed cock in my mouth. I didn't know, if it was his that made it so exciting, or just any cock would have worked the same magic. I just knew I had come to love the feel of cock in my mouth. I hadn't always, but I had begun to. I quickly did my business and rooted through soiled cloths. Finding a pair of hot-pink panties, I raised them to my face, inhaling the feminine odors, lightly perfumed with musky overtones. It was lovely. A noise outside the door brought me short. I stuffed them into my pocket and returned to the party.I enjoyed a particularly pleasant orgasms fantasizing those those panties and life went along fine until about four months later. I won the lottery. One would think that would solve a lot of.