Kat still didn’t let up. If she thought about it, she might never get such a chance again. Red wasn’t homophobic, but she was straight. But she di...n’t pause to think. She tasted her best friend deeply, the tart pussy was delicious, her little asshole squeezed against her tongue with each thrust. Even the scent of Red was amazing. She felt Red tighten up and orgasm again, then felt her fall over onto her side, panting for breath.“What the fuck, Kat?”Kat grinned down at her friend. Red was. “No,” laughed Gwen. “In spite of all the stories you may have seen on TV and the internet, Jordan does not spend nights with us. She’s a great friend, and we love her, but Steve and I are in a very monogamous relationship. I’ll call her right now and see if she can come over.” “I didn’t mean to suggest anything! It was a stupid question. I shouldn’t believe the crap I see on TV, although it has to be true if it’s on the internet,” chuckled Charlie. “I can’t believe that I’m going to meet Jordan. "Well Phyllis?" I've called home and I am waiting for Lorraine to call me back to pickme up. I can't walk home like this."At this point it dawned on me that I was as ashamed of the men watchingme as I was of Lorraine seeing me in my underwear. The shame came fromthe fact that appearing in my underwear before a clothed person in themanner in which I did was a submissive act. And it struck me that itwas for this reason that Lorraine had me dressed as a French Maidwearing a necklace and anklet.. I started to search on Facebook for gay partners and I have searched for the person for one year and I met with a boy on Facebook. His name was Imran 5’ 7” in height, slim body same as me. He told me he was 19 years of age. We chatted for some days then we exchanged our numbers and met one day in the morning hours. We went to park as we didn’t have any place for having sex. And until that moment we never thought that we will end up having gay encounter in the park itself. When we found we were.