I removed her t-shirt and there staring back at me were Sarah’s two cute round boobs with her white bra covering it. I could hear my heart pounding ...ast in my chest.“Hehe”, Sarah giggled.“What?” I asked her, looking back at her.“Your expression on your face”, she replied, now her hand rubbing my hair and the other pressing my cheeks. “The way you are staring at my boobs, very cute.”I smiled back at her and kissed her on her lips, then on her cheeks and then down to her neck. I removed her bra. And there was a variation on that, where a group of guys would get in the room together and ask me to blow them one at a time, but instead of swallowing it right down they'd ask me to spit the cum back out into a glass, and when they were all done, watch me drink it all down at once ($20 extra for each guy).That one took some getting used to, the cum was usually slightly cold and clammy by the time the last deposit slipped from my mouth into the glass, and out of a group there were always a few. Pressing and squeezing my right boob Raju suckled my left and then interchanged alternately. I held his phallus with love and lust and stroked all along its length. With my touch it grew further in length and girth.Coming on me he placed the tip of his pink head at centre and slowly pushed down. There was absolutely no difficulty as I was too wet and highly lubricated. The first day Raju restricted himself to be only on my top in missionary positing. Damn about position, I wanted his full tool. I gotta have my weekends free!" I hear ya. I wondered what happened to you. I asked Zack if you'd gone home for the weekend and he told me you were being a model student." I laughed. Zack and Shane had met through our group that occasionally hung out together. For some reason I felt a little twinge of jealousy that they had talked about me and yet it was strangely exciting, too. "He was bragging on his roomie for scoring with some chick last week. He looks up to you." Shane looked at me.