“Maybe half a dozen.”“So you’re going to have more dog cocks through you tonight, than you’ve had men’s cocks in your life... ?”She smil...s, “Yes, that appears to be the case, doesn’t it?”“And how many women?”She thinks a little longer, cocks her head on one side as if it will help her thinking, “Maybe the same...”“You’d call yourself a lesbian?”She smiles, “You’d call me a lesbian ... You always do...” She laughs. “But I’m not averse to a man, if it’s the right man...” She looks up at Luke in a. "Oh you will see" she said smiling while her hand squeezed his ass.Once inside she threw her arms around his neck and they locked into an electric kiss. She led him to the bedroom and they reclined. While kissing passionately she reached down and caressed his already hard cock. He moaned softly with every stroke. Unzipping his pants, she reached in and pulled his cock out. With her fingers wrapped around the shaft she used her thumb to stroke the head. Gently rubbing the flared edge and tracing. When it caught the overhead light I could see the variations of colour in it. Not a bottle redhead, a real one. Russet red like an Irish setter.I shoved the paper coffee cup to my lips to conceal my drooling. I forced a mouthful of hot sweet liquid between my lips to muffle a low moan of sheer desire. I wanted to follow her, find an empty corridor somewhere and kiss her. To press my nose into those gorgeous locks and smell her shampoo. To feel her hair flow like silk through my fingers. To. He smoked quick, exhaled slowly, and was done with the pipe. I smokes slowly and exhaled slowly, trusting my naughty cigarette to also be like a comforting cup of coffee on a cold morning; because, yes, I knew that this “sure as sh*t” was “going to take some doing!”I gripped the sheets with my free hand and the base board with my smoke hand as Big leaned into me. I tried to relax, tried to open up to him, but he was just too big. “I been on some tight squeezes before, but none like this b*tch.”.