" Andrea's eyes narrowedominously. "The next thing I felt my legs were wet." He'd piddled himself." Exactly. Everything was soaked, his pants, my skir...s and stockings, thecarpet. Thank goodness the armchair escaped. Anyway, that was his cue forcrying again, so I had to undress him, with a little bit of resistance...not much. That was the first time I put him into a pair of my panties,telling him that was what I wanted for a little boy who wet himself. Hesat on my lap for an hour, sucking his. The sight of her painted lips gently touching the silky material of the cups had him harder than he had ever been. Belinda's hand continued moving slowly downward and over his flat abdomen until it reached the waistband of her slip.Again Ryan thought he heard a slight moan from her as her fingers encountered his swollen cock pressing against the slip. Now Ryan was sure that she would side her slip down and another fuck session would commence, so he was surprised when she mounted him and placed. . you're crazy! You know that? I was just trying to be nice." Straight girls aren't nice to gay girls unless they're curious. Are you curious? Just answer that, Wendi. Are you?" Carmyn, you're crazy. And I don't have to answer anything. Leave me alone." I smiled on the inside. She didn't answer the question, meaning she was curious, but scared to admit it. That meant I would surely get into her panties sooner or later. Unfortunately it wasn't tonight.I did sleep with a best friend tonight,. It’s an all-girl band, which brought out a lesbian contingent, and Jenny was on the prowl. I edged my way up close to the mosh pit, but not so close I’d get trampled, and after a while two tattooed arms from behind moved around my body, the hands slipping up under my loose tank top. Soon my tits were being squeezed and my nipples were being twisted and pulled and my pussy started to drip. I think it was too crowded for anyone to notice, but I didn’t care if they did. I hoped it would never.