My consort, my whore.She peels her sweater from her body and pulls my head to her breasts. She runs her fingers over my smooth, bald pate, murmuring w...rds of love and lust. I lick, I bite, I nibble... she bends to kiss my head then nip my ear. She has unzipped her slacks. She takes one of my hands and guides me to the inviting slick warmth of her pussy.I draw back to watch her face as she makes her next move.With her hand on mine, she leads my finger up and down the channel between her clit and. Onlyexpecting Janet, I rushed over to the window saying, "Look at my skirthere, the zipper is stuck. Can you help me?"A voice of astonishment then giggles responded. It was Anna! "Gosh Brian,or should I say Britney, you look pretty. I guess you can feel up yourown breasts. No need for me to be here." Anna was being pushed throughthe window by my sister Janet. Janet caught my eyes and said, "Why aren'tyou dressed? I gave you extra time. Do you like those clothes that much?"Exasperated, I teared. ” Michelle reached out and taking Peg by the back of the neck pulled her to her and hugged her tight. The feel of the naked body the sweet breasts pressing against her breasts the hip and legs against her sent a shiver of electric pleasure through her. Michelle was turned on just like the past and It had been some time since she had had an orgasm so she was very horny.Peg hesitated only a moment as Michelle pulled her to her and the memories of past pleasures made her give in. She wrapped. I glanced around and knew that they were attracting the last thing i wanted: a lot of attention.“So girlie-boy, you looking for some cock to nibble on?” asked another of the boys, this one about eighteen, a white blonde trying to look like an urban black k**. He grabbed his crotch and cupped his goods obscenely as he spat out the question.“Yes, Sir, if that’s what you want, Sir,” I answered, knowing this was a dangerous road. I was sweating, and with no hair in my shaved pits to catch it, I had.