Mark just kept staring at the cafeteria entrance behind Tim, so Tim turned to see what had the table’s attention.The triplets had seen Tim before he...turned around, and they made a beeline, sashaying toward his table. There weren’t any more seats at the table, but a few spots were available at nearby tables. Tim noticed the predicament and soon got things rolling.“Dude, grab a couple of those extra chairs. Scoot in and give the ladies some room to eat, will ya?” Tim ordered, and several nearby. She held my face and stared deep into my eyes, for the longest time. I held her gaze, and let her search. Not knowing what she wanted me to say, I decided it was best to say nothing.Eventually Sherrie made her decision and rested her head on my chest. Whatever she decided must have brought her peace of mind, because she lay there awhile, then stood up, took my hand and led me to the bedroom, where we tried to set the all-time, indoor record for consecutive orgasms, in less than thirty. Her pussy was to die for. Perfectly formed symmetrical lips covered in a trimmed patch of black pussy hair. I complimented her on her pussy hair.Hilda stepped closer to the fence, "Stick your finger through the hole."I did and she snuggled that sweaty hot pussy into place. I wiggled it as it easily slipped between her lips. Hilda moaned and shoved her cunt flush to the fence as I did my best to finger fuck her.I played with her for a minute or two before she ordered me to put my cock. I knew something was up right away.Giselle pinned my hair up and sectioned a line across my nape at the top ofmy ears. Clippers shaved me nearly bald from the line down. They coloredmy hair but wouldn't let me see. Lots of curlers in rows, bangs hangingforward. I could feel Giselle trimming my new bangs to meet the curves ofmy eyebrows. In short order, they had me in a prissy little black suit, theskirt straight and just above the knee over white hose and black patentankle boots. Every seam the.