His hand on my shoulder, the other holding me by the waist. His hand slips and rubs my ass cheek. It quickly, yet tenderly, runs through my ass crack....I can feel his finger slipping into my lubed asshole, only for a split of a second. It reminds me of how empty I feel. I feel something should be plugged down there. And I can't think of anything better than his hard wet cock. It's so long and I wonder how deep I can let him go.He holds his hard cock against my hungry hole. He starts pushing it. I kissed started smelling. I could smell her urine and it was musky. Inhaled it started inserting my tongue. Started licking and increased my speed. I cleaned all the urine now the cunt was very tasty.Aunty pressed my head from hands to her cunt area. I told her keep both feet on my shoulders. Licked her cunt thoroughly. I was in heaven tasting her. She was moving her feet in my back. She release the juice. I drank the juice completely. Now aunty pulled me forcibly.She gave me deep kiss and. My first hard situation and I hadn't even gotten into a class. Whatshould I do? If I forced myself in the girl's side, I'm sure they'dharass me later on. I had no choice though. I decided to not go to mylocker, but still dress inside near the entrance. The girls could stillsee me, but at least they could know that I was trying not to go nearthem. Hopefully they'd understand.I just realized as I was about to pull out my shirt that I had forgottento wear a bra. I hated them and considered them. It was difficult to find a glory hole at an adult bookstore with viewing booths or other such hangouts for homosexuals. The Baptist Church considered themselves the moral compass of the community controlling the city. The gay community had to be discrete. The County Sheriff regularly raided gay bars and adult bookstores to find the patrons in an inappropriate action that resulting in the closing of the establishment. I am a bi and wanted to meet others that enjoyed the same as I did, sex.