She could feel her clit responding to the perverse pleasure of someone other than herself working her tight back opening. “Oh Bob, it feels so hot....�� She moaned as he worked a third finger in. Bob’s cock was rapidly gaining its strength once again.“Oh shit yes, finger fuck my ass baby.” She groaned pushing back on his fingers. “In the drawer, there’s stuff in the drawer.” She waved wildly with one hand toward the nightstand. Bob pulled his fingers from her tight back hole and slapped her. I wanted to feel the weight of his body, the smoothness of his skin. I was soaking wet. His cock was dripping pre-com. James said it had been two years since he had been with a woman. It had been eighteen months since I had been with a man. I needed this man inside me. We tore our clothes off leaving a trail to the bedroom. There I threw myself on the bed telling him how much I needed and wanted him. When I felt his cock finally push inside me, I started to come. We were so wet and. And you don't have to worry bout us. I not like lookin to still one of them or the other. They really love each other a lot ya know. I'm just here for some fun. Um...” she shied up a little. "I just wanta say thanks, for um... letting us um... ya know,"Kendra was really sure what to say to this rather open girl. "Well I just think it’s safer here I would guess," "Yeah, lot more comfortable too. Better than the back of a car, with a boy trying to get in one spot and a gear shift trying to get in. Jon was a small skinny Korean k**, who was very much influenced by Barry, the all American boy, tall, blonde athletic. Back to our story, the three of us started talking girls, and fucking, and moved onto "would you if you were drunk" Barry started talking about trannies, and how he'd let one suck his dick, a mouth is a mouth kind of thing, Jon would just smile, and shake his head no, I felt like Barry was trying to tell me something, and the liquor was in control anyway, I finally got the.