..Is it just us?Are we to blame? ... Or is the whole universe perversely the same!"The whole band exploded back to life. Amanda forgot her instrument,...whirling in dance. Dance ... she danced for the dead. She danced for the living. She danced for life. She danced ... for joy.They were a hit.Sean left the party with things still going strong. The band had played its catalog of six songs twice, and now it had turned into a drunken jam. So many panties had been thrown at Kine, girls must have. The workers were young and cute. Most of them were barely out of highschool, just feeling their way into the world. The job as waitingtables, and smiling and flirting with the customers. On Friday's, theydid musical numbers. It was a great idea; it gave trans kids a place towork, and it let the public know that they weren't as odd as they mightthink.Ginny was well known at Hamburger Sally's. She had gotten to know mostof the staff, and like everyone, the girls all liked her. But you know,they. He kept altering on my tits but not once did he stop stroking me with his rock hard dick. I tried to get my hands around him but he tightened his grip on my writs and I struggled quite a bit. But what he was doing gave me mind blowing sensations, I had never had a guy stroke me that way earlier. I gave in for some time and after a few seconds, I started moving against him, buckling and lifting my hips in tandem to his movements. This got him really hard and he increased his pace of stroking. I filled my friend’s asshole with cum.”Mmmm” come to me, Naomi said, and layed back again. I fell into her, face first and smelt her gorgeous, perfumed pussy, then tasted her, breathed her in and moaned in the moment I had always dreamed of. I lovingly and passionately licked and ate her and looked up to see her playing with her perfect tits and pulling on her nipples. I was getting hard yet again. “Eat his ass” I heard her say. So drunk and so lost in Naomi’s pussy, I had forgotten James was.