.hot!" You liked it, I know. That's because I liked it too," was Daisy's response."I guess she'd be okay with us just kissing," admitted the boy."Well... I'm glad we agree on this issue," stated the girl, "but unfortunately, I have one big problem." What's that?" I'm horny and I need you to fuck me with your beautiful cock!" But my girlfriend is..." Oh will you cut the crap! I thought we talked about this! I'm okay with it if you are!" she said, "Trust me. Your girlfriend would." Well, in that. Ifyou are not happy then you can change back into your male outer clothesand just wear your lingerie below but we are going shopping and you arewearing panties!"Heather went through my wardrobe and selected an outfit for me to wearand also one for her as she had not planned to stay and had nothing tochange into. On opening one draw she found my selection of vibrators andanal plugs which I had meant to hide.Rather than be shocked she let out a squeal and said, "Oh you naughtygirl! We will have. The juke boxed, cracked and ready to give up its unhappy life played ?Misty?. No one was listening.Across from the bartender, seated in a booth, was a man. He was nondescript but for the long black duster and black engineer’s boots that appeared to wear him, rather then the other way around. In his hand was a pocket watch. Like the jukebox playing ?Misty?, the pocket watch played music too. Like the jukebox, no one listened to the music pouring forth from the watch. Two booths down was a woman,. I was gallantly streaming. "Oh my you had a lot of cum. I wish I could have felt that inside me." "Maybe during round two?" "Absolutely." After a few minutes of kissing and playing with one another's genitals she went down and sucked my cock for a couple minutes to get me back up and going. Then I heard the phone ring... "Hello?" "DUDE, Michigan lost to Appalachian State! You just missed history!" "Yeah, but I'm getting blown by an American college chick I just fucked. Scoreboard says I won.".