I am 23 years old, height 5’11” with an average Indian tool (nothing more than this because I guess this isn’t a matrimony site.Hardly matters i... I am decent or a pervert.Fair as a sheep or fucking dark).Please bear with me because this won’t be all and all sex throughout.I have had a friend since my early school days.Let’s call her Rhea.So Rhea was this girl of our class who was a jack of all trades.Good in academics.Good in sports and of course good looking.We have been very close to each. And the smell from Jan's pussy was a scent Marcia knew, because it was the same smell her own pussy made when she fingered her clit in bed while her sisters slept. Gosh, she would have just died if anyone had ever found out. She would never admit it to anyone, but it was exciting watching another pussy glisten with juice, even if it was her younger sister's and her own pussy was wet. Then the thought hit her. George had said she would be doing the same thing. They would all be able to see that. "Thank you very much, Mikie." The return smile from her made the young boy almost burst with pride. He immediately went to his seat and pulled out his drawing pad and colored pencils in preparation for the first class.Pat giggled. "Stealing the attention of my son, are you? Rachel, when in the world are you going to get married and have a couple of your own?" I don't know Pat. It seems every guy I meet is married or gay. Or both. And heck, I've got 25 children right now. Where would I fit any. They didn't make me drunk. I told them it wasn't necessary. My husband wasn't giving me enough and I was looking for some extra. We'd go somewhere, I'd go down on them. Make them nice and hard, roll a rubber on then we'd fuck! Job done.I was so focused on the possibility of being fucked by a totally unknown guy that I felt the little packet being picked up. I heard the top being torn. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the empty envelope being passed back to Jim. The guy knelt between my legs.