”“What about April,” asked Denise.“Pretty much about the same. We broke up a week ago. She said I worked too much. One of her friends told her...I was banging a customer.”“Damn. They said this job will do it to you, but I didn't believe them.”“I know,” I replied. “She was cool with it until a few weeks ago. After one of her friends saw me at Monica's house the other night she went and told April I was cheating on her. I tried to explain why I was there, but she wasn't hearing it.”“Want me to call. ?I did what he asked and one of them maneuvered me into laying on my back. My trousers were still undone and my cock stuck up hard against my belly..'We can see you are enjoying this.' They laughed but no one touched my cock. Instead they made me hang my head over the end of the table as they gathered around. I heard them all unzip and felt one then two then three hot cocks pressed to my face. One on either cheek and one directly on my lips.My head hung backwards as he slipped it into me. He. As I slid my tongue up and down her tight looking, smooth, hairless pussy, and swirled it around her hard clit, I was staring right into her tight looking little asshole. I remember thinking how different she was compared to my last girlfriend. My last girlfriend did shave, but she always left a tiny tuft of hair around her clit, and around her asshole she had a few little hairs. Not this girl. She was smooth as silk, and even her little asshole was smooth. Still wanted to push the boundaries. The rest is in how you bend over, how you sit and how you just give little peaks enough to flash the man you want... and once we get aroused there is no saying no to anyone! Lindsey just looked at me with those hazel eyes and finally said “so you’re telling me to act like a slut!” I laughed and told her that slutty wasn’t always a bad thing. I explained how girls used “slut” to control and shame other girls but that guys liked slutty. Besides, I told her “you can be slutty in very subtle ways.