Sex with Randall had been all it was cracked up to be, and more -- but whether that implied anything about Randall was an open question. Randall seeme... to feel the same way; certainly, he'd been nice enough, and hadn't made like an asshole, but he hadn't exactly pressed her for a relationship, either. Was that okay? She couldn't decide. These days, what they had done, treated the way they seemed to be treating it (recreational sex), made her some kind of slut; HIV had pushed everyone back up. I was able totransform myself using magic you see." She grinned with a gleam in herstunning brown eyes."Magic? Magic doesn't exist." Oh, but it does. How else is it possible that I can be so inhumanlygorgeous?" Layla laughed as she played with her perfect breasts. "Therewas this pink potion. I bought it from this weird shop at the mall. Theold man who owned the store said it would help me find my true love. WhenI drank the potion, I was somehow transformed into a girl. At first, Idespised being. She felt the flow of wicked delight rushing through her petite body. Also, she felt her juices seeping from her tight pussylips and flow down her ass to puddle on the bench.Sandra knew Hillary also tasted her husband’s cum, as she licked and sucked her cunt…. she thought that was wild and kinky. She opened her eyes, and looked around the room again. She saw the woman who had been getting her ass fucked, was now standing on her feet. She was holding Vince’s face against her cunt, and Sandra knew. I spread her legs wide, letting her shapely calves press against my chest as I entered her tight little hole. As it turned out, Alexia was the circle's closet masturbator. She moaned softly as I plowed her slowly and gently."Shit -- I want that!" Sasha exclaimed quietly behind me.I turned around to see Sasha fingering herself; her digits slick and glossy from her body fluids. Nearby, Kimberly had showered herself clean and was bumping butts with Rosalind. I saw they were sharing a double-ended.