Skirts were better with their elastic waistbands, plus I could buy long skirts for like 13 year olds, and they'd be like mini-skirts for me. That was ...lways cool, except my dad wasn't big on that.Mom did control my wardrobe though, like she'd mentioned during our little talk, and if it was okay with her, my dad would grumble, but not argue about it.And that's the kind of stuff I like to think about when I'm touching myself in my bathtub. Not sexy stuff, not thinking about Mark or Chris. I. At first the silence was a bit awkward until I broke the ice..."perhaps we should not talk about it now, maybe later" I said just to break the silence. She kept calm and said, "no, we will talk now...this is too important to stall" she responded and immediately continued, "I don't understand exactly what is it that you want from me? If you just needed some new things in bed, some experiments, why didn't you say it sooner? You know that I am quite open minded about anything, it's like you don't. Charisma moaned. "Oh, that's right, baby," sheencouraged her guest. "Eat my pussy!"Tiffany altered her technique again. Instead of the short, quickstrokes she'd been delivering to her hostess's labia, she now lashed ather cunt, beating and whipping the sorceress' pussy lips with hertongue as if the muscle were a whip with which to flog Charisma'stender, dripping sex. Several times, her tongue parted the curtain ofCharisma's labia and thrust into the smooth, wet cavern of her cunt.The sorceress. .' Nervously I looked around and started to walk away, my path was blocked by three of our playmates. The rest came and formed a circle around me and started to tease me as to what I was willing to do. Some one suggested '...we should beat me up for being a fuck boi...' others said '...no fighting only hurts good pussy. Let's make him take care of us all. Y'all game, get him...' Before I could break and run, I was seized and d**g under the out side steps. My pants were pulled from my body along.