We took each other's virginities.”“Oh, my,” gasped Wendy. She stared at me in awe. “That's... Really? You and your sister really have sex?”�...�Yeah,” I said. I took a deep breath. “So if I can admit that, surely you can be honest about being a lesbian.”I trembled there, waiting for her to answer. To hate me.She cupped my face and pulled me up her body. My boobs dragged up to nuzzle hers. She kissed me with love and acceptance. Her arms held me tight. Her thighs. She didn't reject me.She understood. It was obvious he was used to being handled. Soon he was fully extended. Leesa began to stroke him gentle. She could feel her pussy getting wet. Her eyes were wide as the pony stamped his hoofs on the ground. “He is getting excited Leesa love. He knows where he wants to bury that cock. Are you ready for it sweetheart. Would you like to know what a real cock feels like?”Leesa squatted under the pony and fondled his cock. Myra and Beth were egging her on but she didn’t hear them. Her mind was. My eyes squeezed shut against the bliss. My pussy rejoiced. This amazing delight surged through my body. It was incredible.A treat.“Oh, Randi,” she moaned as my pussy milked her cock dry. I wrung out every drop of her cum. I shuddered against her, clinging tight. “Oh, my delicious Randi.“Keisha,” I whimpered, squeezing my eyes shut. “I'm so glad I have you.”She panted against me as my orgasm peaked. I hit that pleasurable pinnacle and then descended. I held her. This day was so wild. I couldn't. . It was another cramped apartment, one even less furnished, just a bedand a dresser. This one was above a bar in Lagos, Nigeria that catered tothe tourist trade. The demon walked slowly towards the slight sleepingfigure in the bed. On the bed lay a beautiful and very well developed dark skinned African girl of about eighteen years. She was thrashing and moaning as if she was in the middle of a nightmare. Her skimpy white cotton gown, drenched with sweat, was left revealing more than it was.