My parents had made me wait until I was sixteen to go on what I considered actual dates: out with boys, in cars, unchaperoned, reasonable curfew time....I had experienced, and grown talented at, making out. I loved being held, being deeply kissed, having hands run through my hair and my thighs caressed. I had even let a couple boys fondle my boobs, but only through my bra, no bare tit feels.I had been convinced to fondle the cocks of the same boys I had let feel my boobs, but only through their. Each had a specialty, each of their bodies had been tailored to meet the needs of specific clients. One had a mouth that remained in a perfect O shape constantly, another had titties that were abnormally huge but firm as silicon, one always crawled on her hands and knees, another had to stand perfectly still because any move she made aroused her so much she would cum immediately.David introduced me to the men as well. Most of them hadn't been altered much, most were on intense exercise and. Lala — — — — -aaahh … Chp … .Chap … .Ssllllrr … Mmhhh … .Mmfff … .Uumma … .Maa — — — — — oohhh … … Ssshhhh … .. La..La … .Ahhnnn … .. Ruko.Ye bolke maa ne uske chehre ko upar kardiya aur, boli — — — — –dusre kamre me chalo. Yaha se awaz jor hogi, mera beta jag jayega.Maa aur pichhe lala dusre kamre gaye, ye sunkar mai bhi utha aur ja pahucha match dekhne stadium ke darwaze se. Jakar dekha maa apne saree ki ganth kholke saree aur saya niche sarka di. Dusri orr lala bhi apne sare. After a while she suggested we needed a third in our bedroom. I protested, but was secretly thrilled by her idea. My mind raced as I visioned seeing her being fucked. Just maybe I thought, I would get to touch or even suck off a guy. I have fantasized about having sex with a guy ever since I saw other guys in the shower room after gym class when I was in high school.Weeks later Mary said she knew a guy in her office that might be interested in joining us. His name was Gene she explained. Gene.