.”(Shit! I knew I left something.)“Actually I don’t have mind. I left it at our house”“Oh no worries, you can borrow some of Josh’s”“Y...a no problem dude” Josh said as he went to get a pair for me.The problem with this was that Josh is way smaller than me. I’m 6 foot 2 and way taller than him and I had really long legs. He brought me the pair of swim trunks and sure enough it might as well have been a speedo. I hid my look of disappointment and went to my guest room to get dressed.Holy shit…This. Sure, the ice blue color was unique, but there was something else there as well. Before he could ponder it further, someone behind him said, ‘Excuse me’, and he realized he was blocking the door. Bobby smiled back and said, ‘Right. See ya.’ Bobby stepped around her and headed for HIS car. While he drove around the school to get to the student lot, he considered the parking sticker. The instructions were that it was supposed to be placed either on the rear bumper, or the rear window. Bobby was. I nodded to Doug and Rob to continue.Doug moved around and flipped up her skirt to expose her ass. He smacked it. Hard."What the f...?" she started to yell, but before she could get that whole sentence out, I shouted over her."Smack that whore's ass again" I said.He did, and she didn't say another word without being told to the rest of the night.They took turns fucking her mouth and her pussy, slapping her ass and calling her a white trash whore, a worthless slut. All the things I had told them. This lubricates the vagina, making it easier for a penis or any object to slide in and out.I did have sexual relations with a woman who was ‘dry’ in that her Bartholin glands for some reason did not work. She required us to use lubricants like baby oil or KY jelly to have comfortable sex.For most women though, the Bartholin glands do their job well and so just before and during her orgasm her vagina and vulva should be covered, sometimes soaked, in wetness.Assuming their Bartholin glands are.