" I pleaded.At some point she lifted up from my cock and on the next thrust, plunged her strap into my waiting ass. My eyes bulged and my mind leapt, ...ut my anus accepted what had just happened as I crossed over and kept begging her for more, only this time as her real-time slut. It blew my mind how quickly and easily it happened, but there I was, on my back, my hands playing with my cock and my nipples as she slid her strap-on into me with loving affection.She saw it too as her entire body. Renee seemed to freeze. The bra slipped from her grasp and one side of it flung around, and she dropped it and put her hands over her tits. Her face went bright red and she just stood there gawking back at Jordan. Then she kind of grimaced and half grinned, and she lowered to pick up the bra, flashing her tits again when she adjusted one arm to cover both.The thing about it though—like, the thing I remember most—she stayed facing us the whole time. She could have backed into the laundry and. She was on the track and field team, but the other girlsnever gave her much attention. She sure liked looking at them in thelocker room. She had developed into size b tits and had hair on her pussy. The was sort of an underground club of girls called The MascaraPosse. She desperately wanted to join it so she could become popular. Shewalked into the bathroom where the 5 girls were having a meeting. Theywere smoking pot. "Can I have a hit?" she asked. She had never smoked itbefore. A girl. "Strip, everything off."With Sandra's heart racing she began to undress. Unsure of what was about to happen to her, but she knew she had to obey. Shyly she slid her dress up and over her head. Sandra was confused why her emotions were making her uneasy. She was comfortable with her body and not embarrassed to be seen in the nude. She worked out and kept in shape, she knew she looked good.She slipped off her shoes and rolled her hose down off of her legs. She was glad she remembered not to wear.