Ilooked down to observe Sheryl rubbing her juices up and down her crack, fromher asshole to her dripping cunt. "My ass," she said, "I want you in mya...s." "My God," I thought, "there's no way this little girl can take me in herass." She sensed my hesitance, and took matters into her own hands. Shereached around with both hands, one delicate hand holding my ass, the othertaking my now granite-like cock, guiding it to her asshole. Slowly shepushed back, until the head just began to enter. Eliza was shy but to please me, despite going red faced at first, would flash her pussy at me while driving in the car to truckers driving past us. This gave me a thrill and also eventually a thrill to Eliza.Then I introduced another male (A friend of mine named Frank) into our relationship. Eliza just flashed him at first, but after a while went further. It was a dominant male I knew. He wouldn't take no for an answer; Eliza did not intend it to go all the way but Frank just took over and. . that's when you run with a pole and stick it in the ground and jump over a pole ..." God, but it sounded dumb when he said it."That's beautiful darling!" Ann exclaimed, clutching at his broad youthful hand, the smooth softness of it as intoxicating to her as the feel of its hot, young masculinity. God, he was a beautiful young specimen. The feel of him and his nearness were creating new blinding shocks of incredibly sensual fire, fusing her with unknown daring. God almighty, she had to have. Just what kind of company were you planning on being?’ ‘The financially advantageous kind.’ ‘In that case, I’m really lonely right now. What are you boys interested in tonight?’ Cynthia was trying to ad lib the sort of repartee that Gloria used to weed out cops trying to nail her for soliciting. ‘How about a little tag team action? You between us, everyone enjoying themselves?’ ‘Sounds like fun. Are we taking about front and back or end to end?’ ‘End to end. What kind of effort are we looking.