The sane part of his mind had hopedbeyond hope that he could hide the diaper, but as he tripped and fell,felt the class seeing his shame, a growing pa...t of him was glad...Shit, that was another thought that couldn't be his... He sprawled tothe feet of the Goth girl, and only had a brief time to register hergrin, her hand down her pants, before he came, a girlish squeakescaping his mouth from the sheer force of the orgasm.***Alice watched, as Beccy blinked and flushed in a way that didn't. "And what exactly was that for, hmmn?", he coos into my ear, as he slides into bed behind me. He is still dressed, but I can feel his heat extinguishing the iciness of my own body. Spooning, I believe, is the technical term for the position we're in. His hands don't dare cup my breasts, as if he has never even considered vanquishing a guard that doesn't stand before them. Instead, his arms criss-cross about me and, lay those five fingered creatures about my hips. "You were staring!", I feel as. The young lady who had dragged me back into the restroom, shimmied out of her cocktail dress and tossed it on to the countertop. She proceeded to drop to her knees right in front of me, unbuckling my trousers in the process.The guy and the girl at the sink never even stopped.My drunk friend pushed my pants down and suddenly I found myself totally exposed. She shoved my cock into her mouth and proceeded to give me one great blow job.“Tell me when you are about to cum,” she pleaded.“I’m going to. Obviously she had it doneprofessionally and I was so jealous that she had the courage to dothat."Stacey, you look fab, love how thick and long you hair is. Love thatsexy silver streak. Is it natural?" April said, then added, "I had somany split ends I had to have mine cut, but I had a blast at the salonI found."I stood up to greet her, "Hi April! You look so cute, that style reallysuits you. I never would have guessed, it's so different from all ofyour long blonde wigs."With that, we hugged.