'At Cheryl's. Taxi will pick you up soon and you get to play all night with the girls.' She kissed me on the lips. 'And maybe the boys.'I was glad tha... it was going dark when I got to Cheryl's apartment complex. I was shocked when Cheryl greeted me at the door in the same outfit as mine. She grabbed me and gave me a girly hug. 'You look stunning sissy. Viks was right,' She said, as she twirled me around, 'Perfect for her. Come, let's get a drink.' After a few shots I was feeling more relaxed.. ‘Then why shouldn’t we be doing this?’ I didn’t answer her. She pushed a finger inside me, then another one. It felt so good, I could barely stand it. I knew how wet I had to of been, but I didn’t want to admit that. I didn’t want to admit how horny I was, and for a girl. I was straight, wasn’t I? I didn’t like girls. Right? Megan pulled my pants down and pulled my black thong aside, revealing my pink, wet pussy. She licked her lips before giving me a devilish look. ‘Ever get your pussy. I will narrate with an experience I had with my old heartthrob, who became my colleague later and then my dear paramour. It is a long romantic story, so please bear the length.Let’s call her R. She is a year younger to me, 5′ 5″ and a great figure for her age – 36-28-36. Fair and beautiful, with luscious lips and an awesome smile. She is a Delhi Punjabi, who married a dork from Bengal, and I know them both from my study days. I came to know 4 years ago that their pairing happened when she was. "In... pursuing you. Offering you a-a choice, one that you aren't often given. Safely, I mean. To have the option to cede power to another in a rather symbolic fashion – ah – of course, quite presumptuous of me to assume, you know, ehm..." he was getting flustered again.Buffy took the opportunity to respond, though her head was spinning with newly blooming connections and highly charged emotions. It was as though he had read her mind a few moments earlier with the things he was saying now, and.