Meanwhile Fred grabbed some more oil and rubbed it firmly into me. His fingers were exploring my ass and for only the second time I felt another perso...s finger enter my bud.Fred was gently turning and twisting his finger, withdrew it to oil up and inserted it again, finding my prostate, rubbing it quickly and pulling out again as my reflexes moved my hips back with his finger, not wanting to let it go. I glanced back at Fred and smiled, then turned back to Dean whose cock was now staring at me. Craig walked into the room to find a woman stood there wrapped in a towel that covered her boobs but only just covered her hips. She had really short dark hair and even with the towel round her Craig could see she had a huge pair of tits. Her right shoulder had a huge tribal tattoo that stretched round onto her back and half way down her arm. She looked rather butch and had a dominant aura around her. "Sit down then man," she said as Claire walked into the room. Her robe was now open revealing. I was a few doors down standing back to the wall finishing a smoke when I noticed someone walk by checking me out. They cut into the 7-11 next to me then came back out unwrapping a fresh pack and asked for a light.He seemed a little nervous so I prompted if he lived around here and he kind of laughed and just said something about nearby but in another city. Telling him to relax and just ask he stammered if there was somewhere close we could go. I motion to the alley to my left or the park. Sherry, my older sister, preferred the gay biker look, bleaching her already blond crew cut hair totally white, while I was your typical ponytail girl.She wore leather and jeans while I liked skirts and twills.By the time we got to high school, she had already lost her cherry and her grades were horrendous, but passing.I was the prodigy, some say as my way of gaining attention because Sherry was certainly getting attention in her own way.Ofcourse, one subject in which Sherry had it all over me.