"] All the way from high school on, I was basically told that girls don't do the things I wanted to do, and after fifteen years, I just got sick of it... particularly when the alternative was so easy, that is porn. My parents had been nothing but supportive of me in physics, and Matt may be my biggest cheerleader, but he is a bit biased. Everyone else didn't think I belonged, my department had three women in it; I was the only American woman.If I'd known then what I know now, I'd have come out as. He soon returns to my cunt opening and licks circles around it."Oh God, ohh Scott!" I moan loudly, my pussy quivering under your velvet tongue. His tongue dips in to taste my juices, pushing me closer to orgasm. At last, he tongue fucks me deeply and rapidly, bringing me to an amazingly long orgasm. My body arches and I grab handfuls of the comforter as I cum on his tongue. My cunt milks his tongue and spasms in ecstasy.After my orgasm subsides, Scott's body hovers over my own, his hard cock. “Hi Bobbie.”“You know her?” Wendy asked about their first name knowledge.“She’s the stripper Ben and Scott set me up with here for a fuck at my bachelor party.”“Hmm, maybe I won’t be the only one who gets fucked here tonight,” she hinted, eyeing the teen’s sensual moves.Wendy guided Dan into the dance room and immediately began moving to the heavy beat of the music. “We’ll sit here so the men can see you showing off my body,” she motioned to a vacant table.They sat, so she faced several men at. Dan," she smiled, "you're sweet for carin'. I'm careful. Those guys are way on the other side of the field. I just watch." And the look from those emerald eyes made me catch my breath. All at once I knew if anyone DID try to molest Cindy, they would seriously regret that decision if I found out about it. Another part of my brain also responded, as well as another part of my body, that look guaranteed a reaction from the "male" aspects of my psyche. I had to struggle to push that thought down,.