.."Yeah, I had this awesome art history class for like a week. I had todrop it due to scheduling, but I wish I could have made it fit..."And I went on...and told them some of the cool things I had learned.Jenna's friends, being Jenna's friends, listened, and were interested inwhat I had to say. Maybe this wasn't going to be so hard, I decided.Maybe this was something I could pull off...***The next thing I knew, I was bending over a toilet and puking my gutsout. It was the violent sort of puking,. We both did what we could to gulp oxygen and come back into our bodies. When I could, I looked over at Cee. She had two fingers buried into her own pussy. Her face was flushed. I knew enough to know that meant she was coming down from her own orgasm. When our eyes met, we reconnected. When she smiled, I smiled and spoke. “How are you?” “I’m doing pretty well, but I suspect not quite as well as you. That looked pretty amazing and I got really turned on by how turned on the two of you. She very passionately kissed me and said you leave that up to me. She knew I was in a constant state of arousal and she was living it. Then exactly two weeks before the party she told me she needed to work on my costume. I was told to take a hot shower and shave my legs and public area totally hairless then meet her in our room. After I had showered I came into our room with a towel around my waist. My wife was standing at her makeup desk. She came over with a blindfold and put it on me. I. "Yeah I suppose," she said but her eyes were on my sister and Tommy.Our lips met and for the first time I was kissing a sexy girl. Trouble was I didn't know where to put my hands. Before I made my mind up Denise came up for air and she was again looked over to my sister."Oh," she gasped.When I looked I could see Tommy's hand was squeezing my sister's tits while they kissed. So that's where you put your hands, I thought. I grabbed Denise again and this time when I kissed her I put my hands on.