She brought her mouth up to the head, running her tongue around the tip before opening her mouth to take it in. She bobbed her head up and down as she...stroked the shaft, looking up into Bianca’s eyes as she did so. The futa girl leaned back and her eyes rolled back as the warmth and wetness of Kate’s mouth enveloped her mushroom tip. Her balls bounced as Kate jerked her off, and her cock head throbbed as it was sucked hard. Kate’s free hand reached beneath Bianca’s ballsack to find her wet. How about after school on Tuesday?" No, I have piano lessons on Tuesday. What about Monday?" I have scouts then. Wednesdays?" I'm free then. On Thursdays I have Dance. Are you free on Fridays?" Most Fridays. So, we'll get together on Wednesdays and Fridays. It sounds great. I've really enjoyed spending time with you Cheryl." I gave Cheryl a kiss. "One more thing. Would you be my date to the Spring Dance at school in two weeks?" Yes. Of course."We were watching TV when my family got home. My. My hair is long and blonde and I’m pretty. And lesbians were supposed to be, what, dykes? I guess I had no idea. All I knew was how pissed I was at my dumb boyfriend.The next evening I decided to go out alone. I had some thinking to do. It was all I could think about. So maybe I was putting that vibe out there. And that’s when I met her. I was in the mall, in the pet store of all places. I was innocently looking at the puppies and kittens in the window.“It’s perfectly natural,” she said.“What. . . laundry . . ." Lying atop the pile was a scrap of pink silk. My voice faltered, then petered out. Before I knew what I was doing, it was in my hands. "It" turned out to be a pair of string-bikini panties. Even though I was just holding it, I could detect a heady aroma coming from the silken goodies. My dick was hard instantly, and without thinking I had plunged his face into the cloth, deeply inhaling. Tasting. I had to masturbate. Now. But what about the laundry? A faint,.