Chelsea let out an apprehensive moan when she first felt my tongue dip inside butt crack. My hands spread her butt cheeks and my face settled in under...eath.My tongue traced lines back and forth across her damp slit, slowly dipping in a little bit more with each pass. I kissed and suckled her pussy lips, my hands gripping her ass cheeks on either side. Chelsea moaned at my face, buried in her ass and lapping up her sex, spread her arms out across the mattress and gripped the sheets.I contorted. Now as I was going back, one of his friends asked me to come & sit in his lap. As soon as I sat he got hold of one boob & the person sitting next to him got hold of the other boob & the person sitting on the other side of this friend started feeling my mound.I didn’t stop any one of them but actually was enjoying all this but still asked all of them. Guys can’t we do this one by one so that each one of you get the equal chance of enjoying. But they said that they are keen on doing this way & I. I was scared and didn't really know him so I said no. The next night he knocked on my door and as I open it I could see him look around real nervous worried about who might see him talking to this tranny fag. He ask real quick if he could come in but again I said no and he left quickly. He was a really cute younger black guy about half my age and it did turn me on because I knew he want more than to talk with me. Well he called me a couple more times in the next week and at one point told me he. . she was on the Top of the World, Ma!And she was going to stay there, by keeping her feet planted firmly on everyone below her.The director glanced to the sidelines, silently entreating assistance from the mousey girl with the glasses, curly black hair and gamine figure in a business suit, visibly working up the courage to approach and intercede in the fracas. When she did, her voice almost squeaked. 'Tiff, these things happen in television production; it's best just to grin and bear it.'It.