I didn’t get a kiss.” So I looked at Ivy and said, “She’s right, she didn’t get a kiss.” Ivy smiled at us both then said, “All right.”...And then she kissed her. Right on the lips open mouthed, with tongue. This started a make out session of epic proportions between the two girls. They started out French kissing and eventually they both crawled closer to each other, over and on top of me, where they began hugging. After quite a bit of this, I’d say three to five minutes of passionate kissing. She fooled around with me a little by opening her mouth and making growling monster sounds with her head near my dick as if it were a mock BJ. We both thought it was funny, but I also thought it was fucking sexy. I was so hard, it almost hurt my boner. She also believed it was of great importance to point out her somewhat wet pussy, which looked very inviting. During the dance, I could even feel my tip slightly pushing it through my clothes. But the best part was her grinding her ass on my. I just saw the person’s hair at first, then recognized the face. It was Sarah! Sarah was licking my pussy!I didn’t know what to do. I was frozen again. Was I angry that someone took advantage of me in my sleep? I had never consented to this. Was I happy that some girl was finally licking me? Did I want Sarah to be that girl? Was Sarah really attracted to me?I realized that I wasn’t angry. I liked Sarah. More importantly I loved the way I was feeling. These warm waves of excitement were rolling. One was more of a sex talk online and the other was more general where the talk was a lot of jokes and flirting. It was definitely a lot calmer and safer site.I found it was tough to make friends at my age, hard to break into new groups, clubs, as an adult. It was like starting life over again, but as a grown up. I do have to admit it was scary. I didn't go out much because it was hard for me walking into a restaurant alone, thinking people are feeling bad for you, especially if they knew you..