I’m not kidding. Of course, from her perspective, she was just telling the man what women wanted, and why his wife was probably mad at him, but you ...et the idea. She had lots of men to talk to and be around, so men weren’t that much of a puzzle to her.She got good grades, but she had very little interest in extracurricular activities at school. She could deal with a cranky old Vietnam vet with no problem, but she complained constantly about boys her own age. She called them vapid and. The dust was thick in the air, not that Suzanne cared, her thoughts centred on the desperate need in her bladder and the butterflies in her belly as she fumbled at the fastener to her work trousers. They slid down her creamy legs, her black panties following moments later. Now she was naked from the waist down to her socks, her peach-like buttocks exposed to the chilled air, as was the thin wiry patch of pubic hairs nestled around her pussy slit that would soon be releasing her golden stream to. "Wow, I must turn you on considerably, hun. You're panties are wet through. Let's take them off." Gemma pulled off Olivia's trousers and knickers much to her resistance. But Olivia didnt put much of a fight as she was too turned on. She cried out as she felt her friend's fingers inside her pussy moving back and forth."Gemma, stop," she cried."Why stop when you're wet right down to your ass hole," she said evenly.Olivia gripped the couch's cushions as her body was getting hot all over.Gemma took. I kind of guessed from the way they were dressed they were all quite well off. They were all gathered around the room and in the centre was a bed with silk sheets. Lori turned to me “That’s your catwalk for tonight, you look beautiful”. Lori started to take pictures at this point as everyone around just stared at us.With that Amy grabbed my hand and gently guided me to the bed. My heart was pounding both nervous and exited in equal measure. Amy put her hand up to my chest and felt my heart.