.calmly...slipped...****Outside still, my two half-drunk friends debated over the meaning of the tiny lettering on the door."What's it say?" asked Lar...o. "I can't read shit that small." It says 'CLINIC - of the Criminally Insane Anarchist Feminist Lesbians'," Chet replied."God-think we should do something?" Naw," said Chet. "He'll be fine."What the hell? I woke up, still strapped to the gurney. No pain, though. Must have got operated on. Feels OK. I tried to sit up, but the straps held my arms. I got courage and touched her pussy. She came to senses and told not to touch there as it is reserved for my birthday. I took my hand to her boobs, due to her hard strokes I was nearing my orgasm and told her, she doesn’t stop and I explode my cum which splashed on her tummy and pussy. As a reflex I took my hand towards her pussy to wipe, she stopped and took my shorts to wipe it and given back to me. I kissed the place where she wiped in cloth. She left the room with a smile on her face.Next. She had wanted to for quite some time, but had always been afraid. What if Sandy rejected her? What if Sandy didn't want to be with another woman? What if Sandy would be so freaked out that she no longer wanted to talk to her? For years Mindy had suppressed her feelings for Sandy, letting a close friendship stand in for the erotic desires that seethed within her.But that night – five nights ago, she had been able to experience all of her fantasies. She had teased Sandy, filled her with. She completed her bath and wrapped a towel around her boobs and went inside, I completed my shagging and I almost painted all my bathroom walls with my semen. Those are the best 10 minutes I couldn’t ever dare to forget. I dressed immediately and rushed to her house. By that time she came with a lovely saree with a matching sleeveless blouse, she usual wears a full hand blouse but she wore a sleeveless blouse, she unwrapped the towel around her head and I could clearly see her sexy armpits with.