I felt her small fingers part my lips, as her tongue darted in and out of my tight little fuck hole. I arched my back as she drove deeper inside me. I...have only been finger fucked by one other person, my sister. Maggie knew she had me right where she wanted me, as she drove two, then three fingers deep inside me.It took everything within me not to scream out my pleasure, after all we were in a public restroom, and the thought of being caught by one of our teachers would not have sat well with. Why is that?"She reached over and took Ralph's limp cock in her hand and then looked into the faces of the other guys in the car one by one. She gave Ralph's cock a gentle squeeze and then said:"My rules. No pictures, not a one. All the pictures you have get deleted before the end of the day. No one other than the four of you knows about this. Absolutely no one; do you understand what I'm saying Hank?"He nodded that he understood that Jim was never to know."Blow jobs only unless I decide I want. I laid there in shock. I could not believe that's what she thought.I sat up, leaning against the couch. I couldn't stop staring at her. My dick was rock hard.I saw her glance down at it, and without a word, she got to her knees, and went to stand up."Where are you going?" I asked in shock."Well, um, uh, I figured that we were done. I mean, I get the idea you don't wanna. And I understand. I mean, it kinda sucks. But, well, I get it," Katie said.I looked at her. I couldn't believe it."Wait.. Wait, let me think one second, if the angel face is the brunette hooker, maybe I'm the blond one.I look around to find a room, a big room, two beds, a huge wardrobe behind me, in front of me a big desk, with many girlie things on that and a mirror. Now is time to face the fear, I stand up noticing my really tiny feet, and how different is the sensation of this body, if I have to describe with one word, this word is soft, I am extremely soft.I walk to the mirror, and yes, I am the blond hooker..