"Yes!" I moaned.My pussy spasmed about her fingers as the pleasure washed through me. I drowned in the bliss and let it carry me away. For a few fabul...us heartbeats, I was only pleasure. Everything else had faded. I held onto to it for as long as I could, savoring every fire of nerve endings shooting rapture into my mind.And then I collapsed. I pulled Sister Stella to me, kissing her lips as I cried again. Queenie was going to die, but I would have Sister Stella to lean on. That comforted me. Carlos and Riley had been best friends for as long as they couldremember. He was of Latino descent, but you could never really tellwith how white his skin was. Not to mention he was kind of a nerd whojust happened to be on the swim team. Normally you would find himwearing these big black rimmed glasses that matched the color of hisshort kept hair. He considered himself decently attractive but not tothe level of Mr. Pretty Boy aka Riley.The group headed off to a burger joint called Lazlo's that. I begged him to stand up; I took hold of his big cock in my hand and gently rubbed it up and down between Anita’s pussy lips. She moaned with pleasure and I saw she had cum on Sean’s tongue.I aimed his thick cock between her stretched wet pussy lips and Ana looked at me; begging almost in tears to let Sean slid that huge cock inside her hungry cunt…Then that bastard Welshman gradually eased his cock into my wife’s tight wet pussy. He commented on how hot and tight it felt.!Once he had it all. But the jolt seemed to have spread to my pussy too. I felt open, physically and to display of sexuality i had walked in on. I wanyed to see valeries pussy hit again, wanted her to hit mine.Valerie was rubbing herself faster now, unlike the soothing rub, she was masturbating to seeing the other girl hold her crotch and moan giggle.I wanted to say my pussy could take that pounding and give back worse, but like most students newly in religious college, I ran home to fantasize.Oddly enough I knew.