Teddy leaned over and whispered…”I liked that…you are a hot, very hot, woman.” There was that word again: ’woman’ and she certainly was�...’all woman…all hot’ and now relaxed and satisfied. Phyllis looked at Vanessa, questioning eyes, asking…“I don’t know,” said Vanessa. “I’ve never done it before so I don’t know. I guess you’d say I am a virgin…ass-wise!” Phyllis changed the subject and said: “Let’s go inside and watch a special DVD…when I say ‘special’ it is just that…Vanessa will enjoy it. The old guy finishes (always a good sized load), pulls up his boxers and buckles up his pants, thanks me with a wink and slips away.The big guy comes in looks at me looks like he's about to leave so for some reason I turn around and show him my smooth ass cheeks exposed in the back. He smiles, (oh what a perverted grin) and hurries into the booth. He drops his pants and starts groping my ass roughly. The next thing I know he has a big thick finger working it's way into my ass. I always use a. They were there for little old me and for my pleasure alone.Well, I didn't know what to do first, or who to do first. I walked over and sat on the bed and made my acquaintances with them all. They all told me their names in turns but I'm afraid I can't quite remember them exactly. I hope you'll all forgive me as the evening became a blur. A blur that involved a lot of rock hard cock and sticky cum throughout pretty much all of the night.I decided to start a little slow. I decided to sit there. I pushed Eric slightly, and he obligingly got up. His face was red, and not from exertion. He was trying to cover himself, but I had another concern. I couldn't find my bra or panties. Somewhere in the passionate tussle they'd gone missing. So I pushed my blouse and skirt down and paid a little attention to my hair.A couple of days later, when I thought over that moment, I had to ask myself: why the concern with my hair. I think it's a female thing. Guys don't' automatically comb their hair,.