Gina screamed and started to storm out of the room. I placed my foot firmly in front of the door so she could not escape. I told.my wife to sit down s... we could discuss this.After Gina calmed down we talked. Gina claimed "I could never become a lesbian. I could never do anything to another woman." With that Donna asked "you mean we can never do that again"? Gina thought about that for what seemed like forever, but I'm sure it was only a minute or two then she replied "I guess I could allow you. His other hand lift my skirt and slides one finger into my cunt. OMG, I’m so wet and he noticed it.- Mmm baby girl, you are already wet, like a little slut. You want more?- Oh yes Mauro, please continue. Keep fingering my pussy.- I will AngelSlut and more … Now be the slut you are already and suck me.- No i’m not a whore, i’m not that kind of girl.- Yes you are, now get on your knees, says Mauro by unzipping his pants and take out his big cock.He forces me to get on my knees, grab my head and. She wassmiling at him from where she sat still stark naked in the middleof the big bed, her ankles crossed and her knees spread wideapart, exposing to his view the dilated pink lips of her cunt. She turned her lips up into a lewdly seductive smile as shefollowed his gaze and opened her thighs wider and farther apart.“You won’t change your mind, lover,” she insinuated. “Will you?” He looked at the sumptuous feast her body shamelessly offeredhim and knew. I hung out with some of the hottest girls in school, and they liked me very well—as a friend. I was the safe guy, the good guy, the one they could always talk to . . . including about the guys they were dating, or wanted to be dating. Since some of those guys were friends of mine, too, it felt awkward at times, but I know how to keep a secret. I couldn’t feel jealous of people I liked, and I wouldn’t have given up their friendship for anything; but sometimes it was hard.A couple months after.