"And you didn't tell me about this before now, why?"Hayley shrugged. "Never came up I guess." Hayley blushed."Did he get hard?"Hayley shrugged. "If he...did, I didn't feel it." You're not gonna date him, are you?" No!" Hayley stated, rather emphatically."Good," Emily said, relieved."Is he the only one you ended up in the closet with?" No, there was one other," Hayley admitted. "Jacob something. I don't know him. As soon as we got in the closet, he said he had a girlfriend and wasn't going to. Girlfriend problems? I wished I had them. Girls had been avoiding me like the plague. Unsurprisingly, I was still a virgin. Virgin? I had kissed a girl exactly once, and that was more of a brother-sister kiss than a passionate one. For that matter, I was still kind of fuzzy about, you know, the "birds and bees" stuff. This was back in the early 60s, you see. The Dark Ages. Before universal sex education. Before universal sex."Dave, look. You're not ugly or anything. It's just that... well, it. Would you fuck her, given the chance?”I began rubbing her breasts with one hand and her pussy with the other, before saying, “She makes me so hungry, and I’d eat and fuck her all night long.”Then she continued, “That’s really something, honey. Would you eat her out after those other men fucked her, though? I’d really love that, if I was a slutty lady like you were watching, who seems to be begging to be fucked. Would you do that for me if I was taking all those cocks?”I took off her bra and. A tray on the desk contained the remains of her room service. Butter: it had worked for Marlon Brando. Working swiftly before she changed her mind, Kimberly lubricated a finger and pressed it inside her. It was neither painful, nor unpleasant. The ring of flesh pressed tightly around her finger. With her right hand in her ass, she had to work her clit with the left. It felt different. She had a sense, a sensation of being centered about her ass. A finger or a cock in her cunt gave her a.