Even when I was in high school, I would look at otherguys, wondering what it would be like to be had bythem; to feel their hot sperm collecting in the...soakedgusset of my panties. It wasn’t until I got to collegethat I would really let go. It was like a smorgasbord. I got to college and there were no parents and plentyof guys. Drugs and alcohol flowed freely (it was thelate 70’s) and I had no problem getting guys. I neverstarted the evening out that way. I would go out withmy friends. "Well, what am I really worried about? Meagan is so reluctant to try anything new; I don't think I need to worry about her. And Peter has proven himself to be completely and totally professional. I can't see him doing anything he shouldn't." Sitting back down at her desk, she canceled the impending delete of her merged images and moved her easel to where she could work and she the monitor at the same time.Having switched into work mode, Debbie stopped debating the appropriateness of what she. I soon caught her, and when I grabbed her we trod water facing each other, our legs and bodies bumping together. I kissed her, and we sank beneath the surface, still kissing and locked in each other's arms, and when we came up for air I gripped her between her legs, squeezing hard.My mother responded by trying to tug my swimming trunks down - she got them half-way down my thighs, and then I did a somersault under water and pulled them off completely. Still treading water, I rubbed my cock. Sara saw the movement and said, "Yes, they are deliciously sexy, aren't they? The baby dolls, I mean."Cindy blushed a bit when she realized she'd been staring at her mother's tits and licking her lips. She had gotten lost in her own lust."Yes, definitely," she answered, sure her mother caught both meanings."Should I take that as a yes, then? That this is what we should get you for your birthday?" Yeah, sounds super. You look terrific in yours, too. Are we getting them both?" That's the idea..