The sensation of the hand-job made me nostalgic about my days on the football team in high school. I didn’t really play, I just did ball handling sk...lls in the change room. It wasn’t gay so it was ok Something about group golden showers made me feel like I was a part of something bigger, the loneliness would wash away over filling my mouth and dribbling down my chin. Growing up granddad would spank me for misbehaving. I looked forward to the beatings as his hand slapped me I would bite my lip. It was all dude this and dude that, and when one of them said they'd catch shit from their professor for missing the morning, I knew they were college k**s. I listened to them piss and one went to wash his hands, the other told him he needed to puke, and would meet him outside. The other guy laughed and walked out as his friend opened the stall beside me and went in. I was waiting to hear the sounds of vomitting, and was surprised when he sat down and moved his sneaker covered foot under the. At first, she had been shocked. But now, as she looked at the plastic replica of a big, hard cock, a hot curiosity began to rise within her. What would it feel like inside me? she wondered. Diane watched her, smiling."Some say a dog is man's best friend. Well, I say a dildo is a girl's best friend!"Libby glanced at her cousin and felt a strange, lustful stirring in her pussy as she looked at the other girl's firm, jutting tits. The stiff, hard red nipples showed just how turned on Diane was.. She was momentarily stunned. In an instant, all of the new and exciting sexual experiences that she had over the last few days flashed before her eyes. It was now or never. She had to give him an answer. The man was friendly and firm but not forceful. He decided to break the silence as Bree appeared to be numb to what had just been said to her.“It’s up to you. Whatever you decide is ok with me one way or the other. I won’t be upset or go crazy if you say no. I do want you to know that if you.