"I wasn't sure what was coming over me, I felt like a sex starved slut, and I was loving it. All I could think of was more. Before long there was a co...k in front of me and I greedily sucked it into my mouth. It didn't take long before the men wanted to switch. After a quick change of raingear, I found myself feeling full once again. This time I faced my lovers feet and enjoyed the feeling as I ground down on his cock. Shifting it forward and back, soon the young man who shot his load so quickly. Still, I took my shirt off and got on my knees. “Take your shorts off.” He said in a stern voice that I hadn’t heard from him in a while. I was shocked, but I immediately obeyed him, even when he said, “Panties too.”Less than a minute later, I was on my back on the carpet, and Robert was between my legs. He didn’t ask if I was on the pill, but fortunately I was. My Mom had gotten pregnant very young. She had to have an abortion, so she didn’t want the same thing to happen to me. She took me to. I excuse myself to my friends, as casually as I can manage, saying vaguely that one of the men is an acquaintance I haven’t seen in a while. Acquaintance… well, that’s one way of putting it. I take a steadying breath and make my way to the bar. He smiles, and opens his arms for a quick hug, as if I really was just a friendly acquaintance, and my heart almost stops. He smells and feels exactly the same. “Hi! How’ve you been?” What a scintillating conversationalist I’ve become! “Well. Yourself?”. Why are you wearing such a large sized t-shirt?", he asked.I was getting slightly annoyed by this time and I ready to tell Georgewhere to go. "As though it is any of your business, and it is not; my titsare a little over-developed for a guy." Hey, I was not trying to pry! I thought you were kind of cute. Can westart over? Hi, I am George and you are?" I'm sorry, I get a little touchy on that subject. I'm Al by the way. Cute?Just cute?" OK, you are exactly what I have been looking for..