. But I digress. Yeah, it was a shock. A nice one, but a shock nonetheless. If I thought that was a shock, I was in for another the first time a guy d...d it! That's right. Gender doesn't raise any barriers for freaks, I was to find out. Neither does age. See, that first guy was one of my teachers. He didn't really fantasize about having sex with me so much as the kinds of sex I'd force him to have with other men.Yeah, I know, but he got so turned on thinking about it, that I did too. I gave him. At this club, it was normal. At this point, neither of us cared, which was clearly apparent. She had her back against the wall, her butt against the top, very edge of the toilet tank. I licked, sucked, and teased, exploring every inch that I could, of her most private area. She pulled at my hair, sucking in air through her teeth, At one point, it got so intense, her feet left the floor and rested on my shoulders, as her arms took the weight of her body. She gyrated her hips burying my face into. Then we watched it again.Charlotte was clinging to me like a drowning woman clings to a life preserver. She held my arm tight, kissing my shoulder over and over and over again, shaking her head in quiet awe, and then hugging me tightly. And she kept whispering in my neck, more to herself it seemed, than to me:"I love you so much. I love you so, so much. Oh my god, I love you so much..."It felt so good to hear her say that, especially after the near catastrophe we'd come through in our short. Donna pressed her finger in Barbara’s sphincter and let it slide in up to the knuckle causing Barbara to flinch and groan. Donna removed her finger and then she spat into Barbara’s ass allowing her saliva to moisten her further. Then Donna dipped her tongue back into Barbara’s bung hole and Barbara almost came again with the eroticism of the moment. Donna alternated between eating Barbara’s ass and finger fucking it. Donna’s finger now slid easily in and out of Barbara’s hot asshole. ‘Now for.