Then, I began to trace a line up one side of her labia, and then down the other. After I had made a half dozen circles around her wetness, I entered h...r with just the tip of my middle finger between her slippery lips and then slid my finger back and forth, unleashing a flood of arousal from her pussy. Alison let out a deep, throaty groan, so loud that she scared herself. I kept going. ‘I’m sorry,’ she whispered, ‘but that feels so good. Oh, my god, yes! Yes! I’m getting so wet!’ After a. Before I could even start talking about it, our dicks were poking through our shorts, so I suggested that we take our clothes off. We both undressed, sat on the floor, and then I asked him what does he want to know? Mike asked me to explain, what else men do to each other. I then started telling him about how men have sex, just like sticking your dick in a woman, but instead in a man’s ass. He laughed, and said “No way, that’s gotta hurt” and I said “Not really”! Mike looked at me, and asked. Tim smiled saying to the men, I know her, she is a nice, clean girl, you can go in, enjoy yourself and please here provided you take a good care of her, I will be watching you on cam, and only one at a time is allowed in, is that ok? Both men nodded, one walked in while the other one made himself busy reading at the nearby shelf.The first guy walked to where Tamara was standing, he stood right behind her, hugged her from the back, started humping her ass, while rubbing her tits, he lifted her. Interestingly enough, I had little fascination for the girls at my school; but the women in the sex magazines and porn tapes, electrified me, and reinforced the notion to myself that I was NOT the dreaded "Queer! I now realize that my fascination with these women was not one of desire to fuck them, but rather, to BE them! I've already written how in one desperate moment, while masturbating, the thought entered my silly little head the notion that females should make themselves sexually.