What’s your name?” “Sarah.” she replied. We went into the lounge and sat down. I offered her a drink and something to eat but she was conten... with water. “Now, what’s the problem Sarah?” I asked. Sarah went on to explain that she had issues with her parents particularly with her step-dad who was continually drunk and abusive. She hadn’t been hit yet but didn’t feel comfortable so thought it best to clear out for a couple of days. “If Allie said you could stay here then that’s fine by me.”. I felt her tongue stroke my now exposed cherry, then that sensitive pit under my cock, the tension in me immediately built up as I tried to reason all this out, why me, hoe has it happened that this particular dream is coming true, to be so pleasured, what have I done to deserve this young lady’s attention.I quickly came to the point of no return, sensing this she removed my cock and whispers that I am to fuck her, and who am I to refuse such a request, to make sure I understood, she pulled me. We were half way out the door when she turned around and ran back to the pictures again."That's you in the pictures!" she cried. "That's really you. Oh my gosh. WOW. Is she really that beautiful." More so, and not just from her looks, either." I spent the next thirty minutes telling Robin all about Caitlin.She told me that when the newspaper ad first appeared of Caitlin in the dress, every one of her friends tried to find out more about the dress and the person in it. It drove some of them. Which, as one girl was happy to point out, was perfect to be anally gang banged, Wanda awkwardly shuffling out of the way of the spotlight and watching in fascination as the woman she knew so many people feared shamelessly took strap-on dildo after strap-on dildo up her 'big fat' ass."Me next, me next, me next! I called dibs on that ass next!" Darcy cried out after about a minute of giggles and discussing how pretty Natasha's gaped ass hole looked, "Get over here bitch and sit that fat ass down.