“Hey, Riley, eat my cunt – Riley!” called Alison again as she and Claire approached. Riley froze in alarm. “Riley, I’m really sorry I was su...ch a shit to you earlier on. I was in a bad way. Can we talk? I want to help you.”Some of the boys had clearly already shot their loads – for there was cum splattered across Riley’s buttocks and asshole and into her gape. “And what a gape!” thought Alison to herself: it was as she remembered – wide and perfectly circular, with a smooth quivering rim into. Slowly, pausing to caress him, he had sensitive nipples, she licked them, sucked them till they became hard, he moaned. She worked her way down, sliding her tongue over his stomach, along the soft smooth skin at the top of his thighs. She took him in her hand as she ran her tongue along his thick cock. It was rock hard and beautiful. His breath was heavy as she continued to lick him, slowly, feeling the blood pulsing. She played her tongue in little circles around the glans, she tasted him, he. “Oh, god!” I muttered to myself. Then in a moment of self-preservation asked, “Won’t someone come in?” Helen removed her lips from my cock and looked up at me. “No,” she replied with a knowing grin that said ‘I planned this’. “I put the “back in 10 minutes” sign on the door and locked it,” before engulfing my cock once again.I leaned back against the table behind me, closed my eyes and let myself succumb to the pleasures of Helen’s mouth. She was amazing. She sucked, nibbled and swirled her. My mind was blank. At five, Joan called to let me know how she was doing. The tone of her voice left no doubt that her Saturday night had been as eventful as mine.It was almost impossible for me to say anything, but when I said, "I slept with him," she became very quiet.Neither of us talked for a moment, then her voice, as excited as before asked, "You mean him?" "Yes," I gloated. "I slept with John. My god you should have told me how good it was to make love to a man." I did. A million times..