Both Robbie and Tammy wanted me to stay all night withhim so he could fuck my married little pussy more so hecould keep it full of his fertile cum whi...e I wasovulating. Tammy wanted to know if I was going to makemy husband eat Robbie’s cum out of my fresh fucked pussyand when I told her of course I always do, she was alittle disappointed that some was going to get swallowedby my husband. They begged me to come back again Saturday and letRobbie fuck me some more. I told them I would. Nerves or not, she was provocative. This is when she put down her glass, placing her hands behind herself on the counter. She propped up one of her legs on the cabinet door, and allowed to fall to the side of it. “Or do you usually just walk around naked?” “I don't usually-” “Wear anything, huh?” she interrupted, finishing my sentence incorrectly. “Then why don't you make yourself just as comfortable as you would elsewhere?” “Because I-” “Need some help? That's right! You're holding a drink.. But, it’d never gone this far. Neither of us had any experience with other girls. But, FUCK she was unbelievable at eating my pussy. At some point I remember her kissing on me and us giggling about it. Then she fell on me again and her mouth was so melty and warm and soft I just sort of tumbled into her body. We ripped each other's tops and bras off, stripping down to only panties. I remember making out with her, thinking how sexy it was. Then, next thing I knew I was drowning in the lesbian. Too many hormones or something. Too many confused feelings as well. I undressed in one of the stalls and the first thing I put on was Shauna's panties. Her wet, semen filled pink panties and I couldn't tell you why, but just the idea gave me a serious rush! Some guy had fucked her and his cum had leaked out of her pussy and into the cotton. I could feel it cool and greasy, smell it strongly as I held the girl's panties to my face, and even taste the salty flavor as I licked across the crotch.