And then his trousers. He remained in boxer shorts, with a large belly looming over. He kept his eyes on the ground.“You are beautiful just as you...are,” said Chloe. She turned to us. We all echoed her, “You are beautiful.” Veronica was next. She trembled as she took off her blouse, revealing a lace bra that strained to contain her breasts. Then the skirt came off, revealing (surprisingly) a thong panty. She was very exposed.“You are beautiful,” we all said.One by one, clothes were. That said, she had a good figure and never, ever, wore a dress as she had few feminine traits. I liked her and saw no reason not to be in her circle of people she cadged-off. During a quieter moment in the pub's corner seat she asked me if I was a virgin. No doubt blushing I laughed-off the suggestion with the comment that I had lived among the fleshpots of Berlin blah, blah, blah! I doubt she believed me and the conversation went elsewhere.Shortly, after a day and night spent drinking,. I didn’t know what to say again. We were both staring at the ground ahead of us.Suddenly Lizzie broke the silence and asked, in a mild curious conversational tone, “So, who was the best kisser?” “I only kissed Maddie, or rather, she kissed me and I didn’t like it,” I said. I said it without thinking. I realise now - as I write this - that Lizzie somehow bypasses my conscious brain, that voice in my head that examines everything I say before I say it, filtering out anything shocking. With Lizzie. The extra sexual sensations would send me over the edge. I would cum and cum, screaming wildly. He often left love bites on my tits and my nipples would be so hard they stood straight out. Well, things progressed from there. He would pinch my nipples and soon he had his hand on my clit while Bill fucked me. Then one day while I was riding on Bill's cock he stuck his finger in my ass. I exploded. "Tom said, 'You liked it.'"The next day, once again I was sitting on Bill's cock and he again.