But had she been happy? Ah, damn, she shrugged, let's call happiness overrated and move on. She squeezed her lips together to spread the fresh lipstic... evenly.Throwing her compact into her purse, she walked towards the big doors, shaking her bob of black hair."Showtime indeed."Tonight she found quite a few women at the bar bright enough to chat with over a glass of wine — or three. There was Tyana who looked even deeper tanned than usual. There was a girl called Cassandra who loved to show off. I shouldn’t have done that.”“No, no,” she said quickly. “I ... I liked that. A lot. I ... I never came before. Not even when I ... I touched myself.”“You masturbate?” I asked. “But you never cum?”“I would feel good, but ... nothing like what we did. None of those fireworks.” She swallowed. “I knew you needed me to ... to do the same to you. I should have ... But I was so confused. We’re both girls. And I like boys and ... I just freaked out. I should have ... I should have made you cum, too.. I woke up first. He’s still sl**ping. I turn around and lean over and kiss him on the neck. I look down and laugh to myself. When I kissed him, the last cum from last night’s session dribbled out from his limp penis. I gingerly slip out of the bed, so that he doesn’t wake up. I pull out the drawer on the stand by my side of the bed and find the new strap-on. This one is hot pink and 8 inches with pink straps. It’s the same size as he is, maybe a quarter of an inch longer. I like that. He. I did so. ‘Now, let’s see,’ she said to Veronica. ‘I hope you’re wearing what I told you to wear.’ And with that, she lifted Veronica’s skirt, revealing, to my amazement, the strappy little back of a lovely white thong and a pair of deliciously tanned buttocks. The thought of Veronica serving make my prick twitch. ‘Ah, good!’ Nikki said. She positioned me behind Veronica and pushed me forward till my thong pouch nestled between her ass cheeks, my straining dick nestling against the fabric that.