She’d been horny all day and sucking Jake’s cock had only made her more ready for an orgasm of her own. With four of Cathleens’s fingers in her ...unt and Cathleen's tongue flicking across her bud Christina finally gave in and cried out in pleasure into Cathleen's dripping cunt. cathleen didn’t wait any longer. She too felt her pussy contract around the pumping fingers and she squirted her pussy juices into Christina's mouth.Cathleen stepped up from Christina and moved over to Jake. She started. Sex with myself had been a no-go since I first began to yearn for it. The 'Supercollege,' the elite post-sixteen establishment which cost my parents half a million a year, was more like boot camp than the sixth form college it was supposed to be. It rang with masters' vitriolic denunciations of boys caught 'laying lascivious hands upon themselves'. My fellow prefects in the upper sixth emulated the masters in their zeal to put down such habits among the lower sixth; though everyone knew what. So, with a sigh,I stripped down and put on the panties. First one leg through its lace-trimmed leg hole; then the other leg; then drawing them up to my waist.This is an important point in my story, and I must try to remember just howit was. I uncomfortable--mentally uncomfortable, that is--wearing them. Ifelt like a fool, in fact. That was what I might call the top level. Butone level beneath that, something inside me was thinking, Damn, these feelgood! Dolly was right about that; the. Money from tourism could bend any regulation and make most laws go away and this club was the direct benefit of such attitudes. Sex clubs were unpopular these days and most that still existed had restrictions such as no contact between costumers, pasties covering nipples and only partial nudity. At the V most anything was allowed short of the act of prostitution. The deal could be discussed in private so to speak, but had to happen out of the club section. Conveniently a motel was on a.