Then again, was there truly anything wrong with it? Itwas just clothes after all. Charlie didn't want to believe that he was a"cross-dresser". He beli...ved that he was just curious. But curious somuch that he had done it a second time?He looked down to see a large group of girls dressed in their tennisuniforms as they made their way back from the courts. The short whitepleated skirt, the short sleeved polo shirt, the white knitted vest andthe soft cotton socks sent shivers down Charlie's spine.. .,mar….gai……aaah…bahut dard….ho raha…hai…..maine uski ek na suni or uske gaon,hontho or kan ko ro gale ko chumta raha or apne land ko uske choot me pelta raha jell lage hone ki waja se land bare maze se uske choot me fisalta ja raha tha halaki uski choot bahut tight thi mera land ko uske choot ne ek dam jakar ke rakha tha…Ab tak 6 inch land uske andar ghoos chuka tha or wo dard se karah rahi thi or chhatpata rahi thi….mai thori der ruka or uske boobs ko dabane or sehlane laga 5 mint bad mai. Ok?" She turned her head to me. Again that crooked smile."You really need to ask? You were wonderful." Then she considered a moment, "It's not nice to fuck and tell, but for the record you were lots better than Bobby Berner." I just stared at her waiting for something else. "Really. Lots." You were pretty fucking spectacular yourself." You an expert now?" No, I uh..." I'm teasing. And girl would like to hear that. You know," Now she turned to face me. Her fingers were messing with my hair. "I'm. Iwas now spit roasted on both ends, putting on a show forall the horny guys in the bookstore/arcade. A line hadformed in both of the adjacent booths, and I wasresigned to serving as a cum dump for all these blackmen. I still wore my Seahawks ball cap, and Charles andBilly were talking about how Seahawk fans were pussiesand that the Pats were going to show us how to win aSuper Bowl. For the next half hour, I was used in every way, as somecocks tired of my stretched and cum filled pussy, andopted.