Ab mere frnd ki didi uthi or mujhse chipak gai or me usko smooch krne lga or mere badan se uski susu ki or uske badan se meri susu ki khushbu aa ri th... dosto jo humare dil me or sexual feelings bda ri thi ab hum charo ek dusre ko khub chum rhe the or fir humne nahane ka decide kiya or hum charo bath tub me ghus gye abhi hum charo ek dusre se bilkul chipke huye the kyunki jis bath tub me sirf ek insan naha skta tha usme or hum char log under bethe the. Us tub me mere frnd ki bahen or fir me or. What if this guy had AID's or something? Oh ... My ... God! How could you be so stupid?" I don't know?" she mumbled more to herself than to Rhonda who was way past hearing anything she had to say. She dropped her head onto the kitchen table and let her arms hang uselessly to the floor. There really wasn't anything she could say for herself so she just let Rhonda rant."Sherry, what if this guy drugged you or something?" Nope, that's not the source of this pounding headache." Sherry this guy. Tracy took her place in the front row, mainly to get an up close and personal view of the instructor. She had changed her clothing to something a bit more revealing but nothing like the other ladies who were leather-clad with their tits pushed up and falling out of corsets and bustiers. She glanced around the room and all she saw was women who looked like her. It was an odd sensation, in that she spent most of her time in a white world, the sensation of being among true peers was almost a. "When Sam comes in let him look and feel as much as he wants, I gasped. "Honey", she gasped, "You don't mean it!" I leaned over and kissed her neck and whispered, "Do it." "Oooohhhhh, don't say that." I could tell she was getting excited. I pushed two fingers into her dripping pussy. God, she was wet. "Go feel those big black hands on you." "Ooooohhhh, please honey. I don't want to do that." "Why not?" "Ooooohhhh, he might want more." When I realized what she was saying it made me groan again..