Your plan set, you amuse yourself by gently stroking his cock. He smells nice and his cock feels good in your hand. Your mind drifts away. You feel hi... hand on the back on of your head tensing every time he bucks. You can feel him pushing you down into his lap. You could resist. You’d said you wouldn’t but then…oh what the heck… your mouth opens and in he slides. What’s come over you? Here you are sucking his cock again and this time not by deception. You look up and realise everyone’s watching. It was clear their makeover of her was designed to show her as some sort of slut. Thick gaudy make-up with short skirt and top that could barely hold her large breasts.It didn’t help that she was feeling the buzz from the ‘punch’ the girls had been practically forcing her to drink. The hallway was now spinning as they lead her to the back of the house.The three girls were met with a cheer as they entered the room. Chloe looked around to see eight boys all staring at her. Her instincts were to. His finger moved faster and faster in and out of my pussy, making my thighs shake and my hips rock back and forth. Heat welled up and filled my lower body. “...that is, everybody from a select part of the airline’s passengers and crew can use me at their pleasure. For their pleasure. Do that again, please!” One of his fingers had brushed my clit. For a novice, he sure had brilliant hands. “Wow.” I could see the wheels inside his mind turning, no doubt imagining all the things he could do with. It was a quite interesting meeting, we remembering of the good times on high school and life in general. So, she asked if I could go to her apartment.“Your place?”“Yeah, Steve. I am alone and I need company. Are you game?”“Er... sure, why not? If I am not being a hurdle to you...”In Rhonda’s apartment, we had a couple beers and shared some chat, until I brought again that ‘strange subject’ to the table.“Rhonda, just between you and me, can you tell me how much those stories people say about you.