"Candy girl, you and your Mistress are going to get to know each otherbetter. I'm going to tell you all about my life while you get a goodbuzz going, ...nd then you're going to tell me all about Candy. Considerthis your initiation into the female ritual known as 'girl talk'."Candice absolutely hated it when anyone else called her 'Candy,' buthearing that name spoken in her Mistress' voice had a comfortingeffect. The two ladies talked well into the evening, and opened threemore bottles. They cried. When they paused for a breather, they were both panting heavily. As Lynda resumed their kiss, Jack slid his hand up her skirt, and emboldened by her cooperation despite the odds, he frantically pulled at her silk thong with his shaky hands tearing the fabric in his haste. The tearing sound only seemed to turn her on even more. Lynda fumbled for his zipper and in no time at all she had his pants down around his ankles. She took his awesomely hard youthful cock in her hand and hefted it briefly.. .hmmf hmmf hummff oh yeah there it goes”Paul held himself in Alice his come flowing into her womb and Alice came moments later, her cunt contracting around Pauls wilting old cock. The other old boy at the other end found it too much and filled her throat with a salty load. Two old men had just roasted her in the country lane and filled her with come.“Clean our cocks whore” barked the farmer, Paul joined the farmer on my bonnet and Alice's alternated her mouth between their cocks, cleaning them. Str8 Bullshit..This one was a Bar/Lounge/Restaurant with a DJ & the drinks were 1/2 price so needless to say i got drunk lol. As the drinks started to kick in, i look on the dance floor & see a bunch of female co workers dancing but none of the guy co workers are dancing with them .So ,i went & danced with all of them lol. The more i danced, the harder my dick got.After dancing with about 4 girls, my dick is rock hard .I see look & see one of the female supervisors dancing alone. She's a white.