I have always been more "soft and feminine" than tomboyish, so the idea of me ever being involved in a fight with another girl never crossed my mind. ...ith my big brown eyes, my friends (who nicknamed me "Bambi") would be shocked to hear what happened to me a year and a half ago. I was even more shocked at how it changed my life, revealing something in me I never understood, never knew existed.I was at a club with a couple of friends, and it was late, past midnight. I had accepted some dances. He kept his cock in my mouth, where it jerked and pulsed for several minutes, before he eased it from my lips. Leaving me gasping on the pillows, he moved back down the bed to take my cock into his mouth once more. As he began to suck me, he worked a finger into my anus, probing deep until his searching finger found a sensitive spot deep inside and massaged it. I felt as though an electric shock had run through me, as I arched my back and helplessly spewed a torrent of spunk into Wayne’s. It was like she wanted all of this. The smell of her vagina was nice and started with a single lick and it tasted kinda salt-ish.She was squeezing her boob and pushing my head hard. I started to lick her neat and good, looked like she was totally enjoying it a lot. After a while, she started rubbing her clit and told me that she’s cumming. I wanted to drink it but she asked me to keep it in my mouth.When she was done, she came up to me and wanted to share her cum. It was kinda nice, she started. ’ So consequently we shake on it, and thus presently our date is prospering. And for the time being, we continue enjoying our drinks at the coffeehouse. We go about chatting, and really, I’m utterly astonished how this first meeting is proceeding. Comparatively, this is in a different league and so much better, having connected with you in person, as opposed to pairing up on some explicit sex forum in the cyberspace byways. Hence, the immeasurable contentment I’m experiencing is far more.