I won’t deny being either. Most of what they say about me is true. I’ve sucked my fair share of cocks, been fucked by more than my fair share of m...n and even let a few of them splatter their hot cum all over my skin. However it had all been on a one-on-one basis. Some of those might have been one night stands, some of them might have had girlfriends, but the number of people involved always stayed at just two. Yet I’ll admit for just about as long as I’ve been having sex, I’ve played around. And for some reason a warm shiver ran through me.When I returned with the sixth dress, one of the more risque ones, I was sure I heard a sharp intake of breath as I walked in. It wouldn't have surprised me, as this dress was cut sharply down the front to the waist, with the side panels lifted slightly like a butterfly wing, so my naked breasts were almost completely visible, especially if I dipped even slightly - something Mary asked me to do on a couple of occasions, so she could see if the. V1 didn’t run track, but we’d all been out on the cinder track around the football field in gym class and football practice. A fall on that track meant you were picking cinders out of your skin for days. At least the artificial surface the V3 track didn’t fall apart when I hit it. It wasn’t actually asphalt, but some kind of composite material that was probably more durable than asphalt. They should surface roads with this stuff. No more potholes.Nonetheless, I failed to catch myself in any. He just watched as she worked his erection out of his pants and slipped her mouth over him. The immediate sensation was intense as she began sucking hard. As her head bobbed up and down on him he reached around her to cup his hand on her ass finding she wasn’t wearing panties. Before he could work his hand around to find her pussy she climbed up on the table and straddled him. He moaned, ‘What about a…’ but before he could say condom he felt the warm, wet softness envelope him as she lowered.