I bit my bottom lip, “You’re a girl...”“Oh shit!” she exclaimed in horror, “...so that’s why I didn’t get into the football team?”�...Funny Ha-Ha!” I retorted, I could feel myself blushing, “...anyway...”“Go on” she encouraged.“It’s just...”“Out with it, Kevin!” she twisted on her chair to face me, curiosity plain on her face.“I ... err... wondered...” I gulped loudly, “Do girls think about sex as much as boys?”“Oh!” exclaimed Mel, I turned to face her and could see her cheeks paling before me,. John and Mike endeavored to answer her plea. The two quickly established a rhythm. As John pushed deep into Ellens ass, Mike withdrew just a little, giving him more space. Then as John withdrew, Mike pushed his dick back in hard and fast. Their timing was perfect: in and out, in and out as Ellen wailed in sexually unrestrained delight. Bobbys dick had also come back to life watching his wife being abused and he pushed it toward Ellens face. Seeing his dick swaying in front of her face Ellen. (Probably themost `skunked' beer on the planet, the only thing its good for is tohelp you blend, and even then it's a minor prop.) The bartender was agood-looking drag queen with an average body, I could see why shewasn't a dancer, but at least her presence confirmed my hopes! I paidfor my beer and settled into the third row.The music got louder, the lights dimmed and the spotlight went on. Thefirst dancer was an average queen. Not very smooth as a dancer, notvery erotic, but still enjoyable.. If that bra salesman was real, he was one lucky guy.’All of a sudden a man comes up to the table where these three friends were seating and says-‘who says he wasn’t real?’The three friends were both amused and a bit taken back.‘what’s that friend?’ asks the yellow guy.‘the bra salesman from the savita bhabhi series is real’ replies the man with aplomb.All of them looks at him stunned!!The man now tries to convince the three leery friends that he wasn’t lying.‘I know for a fact because I am.