The sound of my heart pounding is broken, by your pillow talk voice saying, “Now lick mommies’ pussy like ice cream. And not just any ice cream. I...want you to pretend that it a hot sunny day. You have an ice cream cone in your hand that is melting. So, the object of the game is to lick my hot pussy and keep it from melting. It didn’t take 90 seconds of me being between your legs before you were Cumming all over my lips. You saw the shock in my eyes then told me that that is how you know you. I didn't know if he'd like the fact that I had gave him a blow job or not, so I didn't say anything and he got up put his clothes on and left The next time I saw him, he didn't say anything and acted like nothing had happened. which was alright with me. A week or so late, when he was up and we were all fooling around, I noticed that Ken was really getting Maggie to drink quite a bit, when her glass was half empty, he would see it was topped off. Pretty soon he had her in the mood for fucking,. ’ That’s what she says.” (She said that in a great, breathy, innocent Marilyn voice imitation.) “How can you be…? I mean… You’re acting like nothing special just happened. How did you? What happened to the motorcycle? Who were…” I said to her, the incredulity obvious in my voice, as she nonchalantly grabbed my arm and began walking back in the direction of her apartment. “It’s OK,” Simone said simply. “Don’t worry about it.” I began to say something to her, but she put a finger against my lips,. These were men right? And they probably became whatthey were the same way we in the new group had. So why were they actinglike complete fairies all on their own? They were jumping and screaming andgetting so freaking exited over us. They were acting even more femininethan real girls would. So how did they go from normal guys to this? Wasthis what was going to happen to me somehow? What did they do to theseguys? They continued to fawn over us until they settled, then everyone satdown on the.