”“You’re gay?” Tracey queried, with a hint of surprise.“Straight for pay. I’m not like, militantly scared of cock. I just wouldn’t date ... guy.” Kuniko scrubbed her face with her hands before rinsing it under the water. She spat out a mouthful of water and turned back to Tracey. “But twenty dollars is twenty dollars and Stan is basically a dildo with a pulse.“I guess I’m the only one here who doesn’t go for girls.” Tracey said reflectively. “Not that there’s anything wrong with that.”Tegan. .At my place the first drink lead to a few more and she was getting a little tipsy.. That made her very open, and all of a sudden she asked me how i felt about girl's who don't shave... I told her I had noticed that she wasn't shaved completely, to say the least. She smiled at me and told me it had been 4 years since she shaved "down there" as she liked to call it.. That thought made me even harder than I already was! I confessed to her that I am a big fan of hairy girls.. Ariel was convinced. We realized that fiction, or better to say, fantasy is more preferred over here, and that our sharing of things we experienced in real are less liked, so this might be the last of our writings.Anyway, let's pencil down what happened three weeks ago:We always love dirty talk when having sexual fun together, and sometimes we meet friends or family members in our fantasies, being double aroused at least, when there is no taboo.On that day we were outside on the veranda, and she was only half. All I can do is enjoy the ride. Your moans get louder, your fingers dig into my thighs. You're so close. I whisper into your ear, "I want you to cum." You grind down on me one more time. I feel your pussy tighten around my dick and your body stiffen in my arms. "Cum, baby." You do, hard. You let out one last whimper as your entire body convulses, you can't even breath. Your hands have a death grip on my thighs. It takes everything I have to not follow you into ecstasy. You lean back into my.