Jasmine was right, from then on we did all become the best of girl-friends. Helping each other out with clothes, hair and make-up as Idiscovered my f...minine self.Rachel tended to dress in darker colours, often verging on the gothic,with a variety of leather and PVC skirts, shorts and leggings.Sometimes though, she would dress like a business woman or secretary ina smart skirt and blouse, stockings and towering heels. She also had afairly steady string of boyfriends that would arrive to take. And her breast were, oh well, you get the idea. I was not into girls at all, but I was mesmerized by her enchanting beauty. She looked at me and smiled. I smiled back.Angela surprised me when she walked over to where I was sitting, pulled a chair up and sat down. She held out her hand and said, “Hi, I’m Angela Gordon.” I shook her hand and said, “I’m Sarah...” and she finished my sentence for me with, “Garner. I know. You share a room with Gloria. I went to high school with her.”I guess I. As I was stroking, Candi motioned me closer and took my hard cock in her mouth and gave me some great oral, as she was fucking another guy and stroking a third guy. Mike encouraged her with dirty talk, and simultaneously the guy she was stroking and the guy she was fucking spewed their hot cum all over her hot body, whereupon everyone, including Mike, voiced approvals with "fuck yea, mmmm, so fucking hot, give her that hot cum... ," and Candi, herself added: "fuck yea, boys, give me your hot. It took a few seconds, but he found his rhythm and his cock slid smoothly between my lips. Then, in a surprising move, he withdrew his prick from my hot mouth and slapped my cheek with it. "Come on, slut, tell me how much you want this." I'd never been talked to like that, but during one of our chats, I'd confessed that I wondered what it would be like. Now, hearing this urbane man speak like that, I felt so horny. All I wanted to do was please him."God, yes. Give it to me," I panted. "Please,.