I wake up feeling very horny anyway in the mornings, and I was incredibly hard by now. We kissed again, and Susan seemed lost in thought for a few sec...nds. "Everything OK?" I asked. "I think so," she said. "It's just... Look, we both enjoyed last night, didn't we?" "I really did," I said, remembering how turned on I had been seeing her take off her soaked jeans the night before. "I had an amazing time; you're the 1st girl I've ever done anything like that with before." "I'm really turned on. She told me that she felt the same way but had not been with a woman in several years. There was an awkward silence as we both tried to decide whether to go any further with these thoughts, my concern being that I did not want to lose her as a friend. In the end, though, our desires took over, the wine having lowered our inhibitions. “Do you want me to help you with your shirt now?” I asked her with a sly smile. “Sure. Let’s go up to my room first.” She stood up and held. After several minutes he finished and another guy wearing a condom (the first two didn’t) mounted her and started humping away. Once the fourth guy had started fucking her, we could hear her tell them they could send in a couple of other guys. I turned to Lawrence, one of the guys looking over my shoulder, and said to him, “Hurry in there, this is your chance!” Lawrence was a skinny freckled, curly redheaded guy who was not very lucky with the women. He took off immediately, rushed in the back. She was just trying to avoid puking all over herself. Still, she could not turn her eyes away. The tiny piss slit staring back at her was like a hypnotizing eye.Suddenly, she knew what was wrong. And the realization made her vagina clench on the verge of orgasm. She turned her eyes up, searching for his, while keeping her mouth aligned with his cock.“Force me, sir. Please grab my hair and fuck my face senseless,” she said in a voice made hoarse by lust. This was going to be the only time she.