“Say hi” “Hi. My name’s Vanessa.” She pulled back out the door a little. “Don’t worry, she’s only shy at first.” Holly said, winkin... at me. “Can we come in?” She asked, grabbing my hand. “Sure.” Again her eyes left me dumbfounded. They walked inside and sat down on the bed. Vanessa’s legs shifted back and forth while Holly played with her hair, her eyes sweeping up and down my body. “She wanted to….join in. I was telling her about our special dates we went on.” She paused to give me time to. “Ah, something German, special to the holidays and the Christmas markets but not ... touristy?”“Yes, that would be what I needed.”“I know just the thing. We have a cookie called Hausfreunde, almond-apricot sandwich cookies dipped in bittersweet chocolate, made specially for Christmas and sold in the Christmas markets. I bet your host’s family would love those. They are favorites of mine. They are expensive. But if you want to Beeindrucken—what you say, impress, your host’s family...”“And you. And as I would find out later no panties. And since it was the 80s she had a nice full bush but neatly groomed. Michelle then threw on her long tan raincoat. We arrived at the subway station 6 blocks from her houseit was late around 3 am nobody was around .We went down the stairs at the Woodhaven Ave. station we waited a long time so we started kissing and each other through our clothes.I fondled her breasts while she fondled my cock through my pants but. While I was moaning from the stimulation of being double licked, other men stepped up to take advantage of my face-up position. I lost count of how many came in my open mouth or on my cheeks or boobs. I also kissed men who wanted to taste what I tasted, usually with lots of tongue. If they wanted it, it was on my menu. I had never experienced so many men at once, the two-in-an-evening history I did have seemed so tame. No, actually lame. Before this, I didn't have any real experience. So much.