The host and I were drinking since 10 that morning, and nothing like this has ever happened to me before but by 1:00 we were having sex." Sara laughed...and said, "If her cum weren't obvious enough I can tell by the ... ummm ... fragrance. Your cock smells like a pussy." At this point I think I'm going to be firmly asked to redress and leave, but to my surprise, Sara says, "It's a good thing I like pussy too," and starts sucking my dick. I reciprocate and start eating her out. Her pussy was more. It made me feel vital, in a way I hadn't felt for many years. Over the next few months, our friendship grew. Often I would stay for a few drinks after my Wednesday practice, when the club was practically deserted, and Sally and I would talk, sharing our innermost thoughts at times. It was implicit that our discussions were never to be shared with anyone else, and I felt comfortable in that knowledge, trusting Sally with some quite private parts of my life. "You know what I need, Dan?" Sally. I was a young man with two reputations. With the "Bad Girls" I was the stud with the big cock who knew how to use it and who could keep my mouth shut. With the "Good Girls" in my class I was the perfect date. I was a gentleman, they never had to worry about improper behavior from me. They could go out with me, we would have a great time and I would bring them back home perfectly intact with a gentle kiss on the cheek as I left. I never had a case of raging hormones that would prompt bad. Denise and Gabriela hit it off famously. As it was toward the end of the school year, Carla decided it was better that Gabriela stayed at home and commenced school here in about 3 months time. Denise and Carla did not have much opportunity to indulge in lovemaking now that Gabriela was around all the time. Denise, in particular, was getting rather horny with the lack of sex. Then, something strange began to happen to Denise. She began to have lusty thoughts about young 16-year old Gabriela..