“What?? Do they both like it?” Asked Anne-Marie. “I want to like it too, to please Pedro, but I don’t really like anal.” “Me neither,” s...id Esmeralda. “But I’ve done it with some of my boyfriends. I don’t like it, but don’t mind doing it, to please them. My sister doesn’t like it either.” I pulled my penis from its cosy and damp hiding place and introduced it to the place that was occupied by Marika’s thumb.“Wait, Joost, not like that... I don’t want accident!” And within a fraction of a minute. My heart skips, but I'm almost used to that. I'm in such a good mood that I decide to find Christian, explain, and get my friend back from the land of confusion. The boys bathroom on the upper floor is the first place I look. And my way is barred by Mike and a couple of others, including Brett, who looks a bit unsure of what he's doing there."Is Chris here?" He won't want to speak with you," Mike spits the words at me, "Fag."I look into the room, over Mike's head, and sure enough Christian is. I worked her with fingers, tongue and lips as skillfully as I knew how, taking my time, teasing, exploring, experimenting to see what she liked most. Sarah had said guys could never do it as well as girls, but as Prisha moaned, stroking my head as I happily worked away, she seemed to be enjoying it.When I glanced up, Sarah was massaging Prisha’s breasts and whispering to her. Prisha watched me, eyes lidded, panting.She was as responsive as ever. I was never sure if Prisha responded to what I. What? Is she trying to scratch my penis using her nail, intentionally? I was not sure and had a huge erection too (before that day, I had not even masturbated in my life). She turned towards me and said- what happened? I could not utter a word. And just showed by my gestures, nothing. Then she allowed her breasts to touch my elbow in a better way and I realized that her (two or three fingers) rested on my penis. The she kept her palm flat on it, though her eyes were fixed outside the Auto and.