” I answered. He quickly buttoned his shirt and sat down on the couch. I asked, “Can I get you anything?” “I'd love a beer.” “I'd like one...too.” Jack and I turned. Still naked, Jeanne was standing in the doorway to the living room. She quickly walked over to the couch, picked up the hockey jersey, slipped it over her head, pulled it into place and sat down next to her boyfriend. As I hurried out to the kitchen to get three bottles of Heineken I smiled. This was our agreement. Jack was Jeanne's. Shedding quickly her sweaty travel gear, Matilda presents a white-flesh naked body glory that glows in the gloom of the mirror. Bith the copper curls on her head and fine blond curls at the top of her thighs sparkle.The young woman savours her beloved delectable freckled body that she is now giving to the desert.The burka slips over her body like night falling after day. The cool fabric tingles her skin and she feels oddly free. With the black embroidered hood slipped on, leaving only a narrow. How could she do this. Why would she give you the key?It's very simple. she got fed up with your lack of ability to get hard with her and after you told her how excited you got seeing us guys in the showers she figured out that you are gay. She was very upset that you have been trying to fool her. She called me up and asked if I ever noticed you check us out. I told here that I did. So she came up with this plan of locking you up and having us see if you were gay. Well the results of the test. She didn't think anything about it because it had happened at other parties that she had attended with me and no harm had come of it. Soon every one of the guys had kissed her and a couple had felt her up and all of a sudden she found herself on a back seat with her legs up on a man's shoulders."I didn't mean to do it. Honest to God I didn't. I don't even know how it happened. One minute I was dancing with Tony and then all of a sudden he was screwing me. I don't even remember walking out to.