After sex one day, as we were laying in the afterglow, she asked if I would like to watch her fuck another guy sometime. I had no response, it was inc...edibly out of the blue for me. She knew nothing of my pantyhose fetish, my occasional tendency to crossdress, my fantasies of sucking a dick at the behest of a woman...hell she hadn't even found my internet porn history. How the hell did she know I fantasized about such degenerate ideas. Well, to be honest, that wasn't what she suggested. All she. About her shoulders, Connie had thrown Charles' 'hoodie'. Her long straight red hair hung over her shoulders, covering her youthful bosom.Connie had gotten there early, impatient to get away from her home and the memories that haunted her. She had arrived with some trepidation, wondering what would happen today and if Charles would show up. Fortunately she didn't have long to wait to learn whether he would or not. Charles was early for school as well."Hello there," Charles said upon seeing. He moved between them and I reached down to guide him into me; he started to push gently when I found the sweet spot we both wanted so desperately, and I pulled my buttocks apart with both hands -- I wanted him in as badly as he did.He curled his strong fingers over my shoulders from behind, pulling me downward as he pushed; I opened my eyes and my mouth ever wider in silent and eloquent, breathless tribute to the indescribable joy beating within my breast as he stretched me to -- and then. I groan and moan through my orgasm. When it is all over, I pull out of her pussy and sat up, admiring my handiwork. I was still hard, her quiet sobs wracked her sexy body only made me hornier. I hear her occasionally ask " why" to which I answered " because you're such a slut and because you're nothing but a little sex toy to be fucked whether you want it or not." I rolled her over onto her back, roughly spreading her legs. I positioned myself between her legs, I guided my cock to her cunt.