“Cool! I want to meet her. Can I meet Nancy, too?”“Not this time.”“OK.”The elevator arrived at the sixth floor and we walked down the hall...to my room. I introduced the girls who started chatting, and I flipped the album to the B-side. They chatted for about five minutes before Angie got up.“I’ll see you later, Mike. Nice meeting you, Emmy.”Angie and I hugged lightly, and she left.“She’s sweet,” Emmy said. “And pretty. And I guess you do like ‘Emmy-sized’ girls!”“She’s even shorter than you. I often go her home. One day her mother went to bath and she came out in nighty from another bathroom I ran to her and kissed her lips and pressed her boobs she is pushing me and trying to say we will be caught. I dint listen. I lifted her nighty and rubbing her pussy she is pulling my hand out and entered one finger; she cried in pain and pleasing me to leave. I left to home and after noon I got a call from her saying it is paining more. I went to her home with some cause to see her. She dint. What hair I didn't have balled up in my fist was a mess as well."Get up slut, I'm not done with you yet!" I said, pulling her to her feet by her hair. Once she was standing, I moved behind her. Lifting up her little lacy camisole, I reached under it to grab hold of her very ample breasts, sinking my fingers into the creamy pliant flesh. I used my thumbs to rub over her hard, erect nipples as my hands mauled her twin globes. She instinctively pressed back into me, feeling the present I had for. She even bought a video recently that features nothing but girl on girl, and FMF threesomes with squirting. When we met she was anit all porn, so this was a big step. We watched the video and fucked all night that night. We even put it on a few days later when we invited our regular male friend over for a romp in the sheets.Well, I could tell that we were moving in that direction, but I still didn't see it happening in the near future or anything. Well, I was wrong. Dead wrong. So this last.