She spread her thighs apart to rub herself more energetically, and pulled the nightie up to her belly. She was wet already, just from thinking about h...s dick in her. She felt her labia pull open, and ran her finger down across her clit to her opening. With a quiet grunt, she pushed the digit in and swirled it around.A crashing sound broke her concentration.A sudden motion caught her eye, and she turned to see her cat running through the dining room like it’s tail was on fire."Ginger?", she. “Yeah, I’ve kinda played around with some girls that way.”She didn’t ask who, but, “What do they feel like, can you feel the lactic glands inside?”“Glands no, I was feeling the nipples, those are the turn on, I didn’t want lunch, I was trying to get laid.”“Did you?”“Did I what?”“Did you copulate; get laid as you say in your gutter vernacular?”“The word is ‘fuck’ Regal. Did I get fucked? Bugs copulate, maybe birds copulate but people fuck. When a guy sticks his hard-on into a girl, they are. When running, I made my mind focus on the task at hand. But now, when my angel was hitting on me, I couldn’t think clearly at all.I lowered my head and then quietly said, “Actually, I’m not.”She stopped in her tracks and turned to me. I just looked up at her with my hands on my knees still breathing. She seemed to be searching my eyes for something. I watched a droplet of sweat roll along the curve of her neck.“Not what?” she asked. I don’t think she believed what I’d said.“I’m not straight,” I. The smell of warm cum filled my nostrils. I wasn’t sure if the guys wanted to see me drink all the cum or to pour the cum all over my face. "I’m so thirsty, do you want to see me drink your cum ?" I asked. "Or do you want me to pour it all over my face and rub it in ?" The answer I got was unanimously to drink the cum. I took the glass and raised it to my lips and began to wonder if I could drink all that cum. That was a lot more cum than I had ever swallowed before. I decided to go for.