Then mix my spit with her juices as my tongue delves into her wonderfully slippery folds; a taste that I didn’t realise I had desperately missed unt...l I re-discovered it last night.Both of us lapping and sucking, we smear our faces in each other’s honey. The room is suddenly hotter; we quickly work up a heady mix of body fluids. Tugging on slick folds, nibbling on clits, flicking pungent rosebuds, we soon bring each other to the edge.She slows teasingly. I whimper into her pussy. And then she. As she waited anxiously in the booth, numerous young black males passed her, taking time to brazenly ogle the scantily clad redhead in the phone booth. Her anxiety grew as the number of young men steadily increased and she made a vain attempt to conceal her white ass cheeks by standing with her back towards the phone. Although in truth these phone booths were mainly glass all around. Her tits were bulging from the bra cups (Randy had deliberately sent a bikini two sizes two small having to. Sue’s head was buried between Marys legs that were splayed out to the side. I watched in fascination. When I realized I had my hand on a rapidly swelling penis, I quickly removed my clothes, leaving them in a heap in the hall. I walked in, precede by my cock that was just about as hard as it had ever been. Mary didn’t seem overly surprised to see me as she just smiled. Sue looked over her shoulder with a little surprise on her face but with encouragement from Mary’s hands put her face right. As I tottered along in my wobbly new boots it wasn’t long before mom led me into a jewelry store. She spoke briefly to a young girl clerk who led me to chair not unlike barber’s. She couldn’t stop starring at me, no doubt wondering what I was; boy or girl. I was sure that she realized that I was a pretty boy since they weren’t uncommon in 1910 England. She did comment on how pretty I looked as she placed a smock over my shoulders and had me sit down. What happened next shocked me. She proceeded.