George popped round and I didn't put any clothes on. Well, he's hip. He could see it was my choice, so he didn't say anything. And anyway he's a poof....Well, 'poof''s the wrong word. It's 'gay' now. So, he probably doesn't even fancy me anyway. And then when we'd got onto our third joint, along came PB and his old woman, Mary. And they took their clothes off, too! Even though it wasn't that hot really!But we got ever so stoned.When PB and Mary and George left, I felt a bit unwell really. I like. They began to fuck with Sterling riding froggy-style. Sterling’s fag stick was erect and seven inches. It bounced as he rode. “You want ya nigga to let that faggit clitty cum,” asked Kevin.“It’s up to you,” cried Sterling.Kevin spat on his hand and started stroking the sissy’s hard dicklette. “Oh, my god,” screamed Sterling.“Yeah,” exclaimed Kevin. “You know you the only faggit I ever let nut on me!”“I love that shit, nigga!”“I love fuckin’ your hood sissy ass!”“Oh, shit, nigga! Ah! Ah! Ah!. His voice still feminine sounding andfeeling strained in his throat. First hesitantly, half embarrassedat the foolishness, the intimacy of it all, the sentences isolatedwith long pauses as he sought to explain, and then the wordstumbling out as the inhibitions were swept away.Anne listened in silence until he was finished. Just a nod or asympathetic smile, a hand on arm or a grasp of his hand,punctuating David's tale."Let's talk to Laura," she said. "Maybe there is a way out. Do notgive way to. My body shook with one orgasm, followed by another. They seemed to go on forever.The intensity was mind-blowing. My whole body was rigid as I came over and over again. Despite that, I was still able to keep my mouth on your cock without missing a beat. I felt your cock swell so much that it cut off my air, but I didn't mind. You pulled out at that moment and began to splash your hot cream over my face and then on my tits. The hot liquid sent shivers down my body to my cunt and started the next.