As I pulled the gusset aside, a huge dollop of stud cream burped out onto my lips, I opened my mouth and let it slide in as I watched cum bubbles quee...ing out of her freshly shaved pussy. Cindy was moaning loudly as she pressed harder against my whole face, bucking wildly, she finally reached that orgasm she missed as she drenched my face with girl cream. My little dick was straining inside my chastity tube as Cindy said…”today is my eighteenth birthday and I got what I wanted…a big black. When you make a salary and pay all your bills you can make up your curfew. One o’clock is a reasonable curfew for a young lady who is your age.”“I think it’s crap. You and mom treat me like a baby. I’m eighteen.”“So, you said. Maybe you should act like an adult. Being out this late is meant for sluts. I bet you’re considered a whore. Boys don’t marry sluts Marie. Do you want to be labeled a slut?”“I might be a slut! I hear I give great head. Does my stepdaddy want to get some? I see. Hazel paused for a moment then asked. “Do you imagine you’re the man in them?” “Of course I do,” I laughed. She paused again and I saw her face redden. “Mike,” she almost whispered, “do you ever imagine I’m the woman?” Now I was between a rock and a hard place. If I lied and said no, she might take it as an insult but if I told the truth, she might think I was just a dirty old man and our friendship would be over. After thinking for a second or two, I decided on the latter. “Well, to tell the. Take care of Jamie... Tell her I miss her, and tell her to tell Charlottethat I REALLY miss her... Talk soon, mate." Umm, okay, will do," I say, taken aback by Keith's confession. "Night,mate..."Sure enough, when Friday rolls around, as Jamie and her friends enjoytheir traditional night out, I'm sat in Dan's apartment with my friends,eating pizza, drinking beer and playing videogames. It's a testament tomy friends that even despite my new 'equipment', I don't feel any morelike one of the boys.