” He yelled.I opened the trunk and he tossed both kegs into it.“What’s that?” I asked as Aaron dropped a tap in as well.“Type O. The girls a...e probably hungry and will need it to heal.” Aaron said.“Makes sense. Meet you at Steve’s?” I asked.Aaron nodded.I drove home as quickly as I dared. Now was not the time to get pulled over by a cop, human or vampire. We pulled into my driveway and the girls piled out. I opened the trunk and grabbed one of the kegs and carried it up the steps as the girls. So having that experience under my belt, above it as well actually for my little tits saw quite a lot of action, at sixteen and a half I felt fairly grown up, but not yet a woman. I was in with two groups of girls. One was the more ballsy girls in my class in the sixth form of the rather posh, but still State all girl’s school I attended and the other was the mates I had grown up with in my neighbourhood. In both groups we talked about boys and sex a lot. Out of the ten or so in the two groups. As he redoubles his efforts, thrumming my clit like a guy playing rhythm guitar, I feel the base of his penis start to pulse, and I release his penis from my teeth, sucking hard and pumping perhaps an inch or so with my mouth. As I feel the first pulse shoot up his shaft, I bite down hard, grabbing his balls and squeezing, hard. The grunt of his orgasm rises, strangled, into a gargled wail of pain. I slam my hips down, grinding my clit and lips over his open mouth as the muscles all over his. It contained cranberry juice orange juice, pineapple Juice, Peach Schnapps, and Vodka. The glasses were small and they went down quickly. Yvonne didn’t usually drink them that quickly we had been out together but she had something on her mind and apparently needed the courage. Finally she admitted that she had wanted to steal me away from Suzy Q but hadn’t because of their friendship. Now that Suzy Q had dumped my ass Yvonne wanted me.So I told Yvonne all about Suzy Q flashing for me, posing.