No, I am not into girls. But. If I thought it would please Girt I would kiss you this instant or eat your cunt out.” Daphne caressed Claudia’s vul...a while telling Claudia where her tongue was going to be. “Hmm, you’re so wet already, you’re as much a slut as I am, are you not?”“Yes Daphne, you got me. In other words, this sorority is for Girt’s pleasure?”“No, you have got that wrong girl and I think you sensed what is going on here. I think you saw the bliss in Alasie’s eyes when you passed her. "But she's doing something else," Emily continued. "She probably thinks we're lucky. And maybe we are, I don't know. But it's amazing to be here. I grew up in a house where music led to the breakup of my parents. Music took my dad across the world. Well, maybe that was good, in the end, since we didn't get along, but although my parents came together through music, they also went apart by it." And yet here you are," Sandra said."And yet here I am," Emily echoed. "And it's different than I. He may have had a bigger dick, but that didn't guarantee a bigger load though. He shot four good shots of cum onto my face, and that was definitely a high note in our relationship. Well, considering how much I loved that, I had to think, maybe I was a slut. If I was, then I was a happy slut. I loved sex, and it was something wonderful I had with a number of different people, but I was exclusive just with one person. I guess gray areas, don't get much grayer than this one. He told me he loved me. " John started to stammer and blushing. Greta took his hand, "John, I am happy for you." "Susan knew that I never liked her for you and I was afraid that you would sense my mistrust of her." "I didn't feel that I should interfere in your personal life although now I wish that I had interfered," she said. "I wish that you had butted in," he said. "Carol is the type of woman that you need, John," Greta said quietly. John took Greta's hand again, "Greta, I have to ask you something personal." "I.