I was trapped by a huge group of kids I went to school with, girls andboys and they all wanted pictures and autographs. A couple of girlswanted more t...an that but with Molly standing guard that wasn'thappening."Mother fucker!" Mel yelled as we flopped into the big comfy sofa in thegreen room. "What a night, jeez they were into that."As we got our breath back Moll's pushed her way in carrying more drinksand a bottle of Jamison's. "Good news bad news girls, which do you wantfirst?"As we all. Mona didn’t move, the razor was sharp, and as a redhead, her pubic hair was soft and sparse. Eight short strokes later, and her pussy was bald. Moe took a moment to admire his handiwork. Without hair, her labia bulged like proud centurions guarding her crimson slit. “You have a freckle on your pussy.” “I do not,” Mona panted. “Yeah, you do. Right here.” Moe bent and kissed the small beige dot to the side of her slit. Goosebumps raised on her smooth, white skin. The smell of her, mixed with the. I was in heat for about three days prior to it, my ovaries had deposited my eggs into my Fallopian tubes, and went into overdrive for sperm, my hormones tormenting me to fuck, all I thought about was cock, every bed bathe was a guaranteed wank by me, and one guy even got a blow-job, while my best friend Sally kept watch, I was moving into the squat position when she intervened, 'Matron' and the doctor were on rounds, so I took a mouthful instead, swallowing the last drops to hide the evidence,. "Whew," I said. Sitting back down on the sofa I lit the last cigarette Amy had given me and started the movie.What I ended up seeing absolutely took my breath away. I thought the one from the night before was graphic, but "Hungry Horny Angels 4" had nothing on "Group Girls 2". I had checked the menu before starting it and saw that it contained four scenes, each of which ran about forty minutes. And each scene starred one actress. And three men. That's right. Three men for one woman. I'd never.