Put your hand down my pant finger my pussy ?”she ask as move closer in towards my body .I know I couldn’t hide my true wants and desires from her ...nymore so I took deep drag off my cigarette and blow smoke into air above us “I been wanting to do that and more last time and this time Stephanie but i didn’t want to make you think that all i was doing taking you out for an change to make out with you knowing your pass with men Stephanie and what you had told me I fought those desires hoping that. "It's hard enough being a lesbian, even though I know there were times when it certainly was harder. But it seems that being a lesbian AND being a woman who loves sex is a bit more than most people can handle," I laughed.She nodded, relieved that the silence was broken. "I know, right?" she said. "It starts with... well, I don't even know where it starts. It's like every minute, unconsciously, we make these small decisions based on how we think other people would look at us. Like, is this. "Shhh!" came a quiet voice. A small torch suddenly blinded me as it shone in my eyes — I had no idea who was holding it. The beam dropped to my privates."Who are you?" I demanded."Shh! Do you want to wake everyone?" The whisper was so quiet I could only tell it was a female voice."What are you going to do?" Make you comfortable. This may be your last opportunity." Last opportunity for what?" Stop talking or I'll go." By now the torch had been put down, I could make out only the dark figure of a. My cock got so hard listening to her cream I stroked myself and ejaculated inside my pants. Of course the next white babe I served looked at the dark stain around my fly and smiled arrogantly at me even while holding her buck's huge cock with one hand and taking the drink in the other. That was the beginning of my hallway jackoffs with Mrs. B and her buck, and it felt good somehow to show her the stain on my pants, and I think I got a better tip also, even though I could tell she snickered and.