I rolled it down until it couldn't go any further and took his cock in my mouth again. A burst of fake strawberry flavor filled my mouth - I hadn't lo...oked at the package. But I gave him a few more strokes and eventually said, "Now."I laid back on the sofa with my legs apart and my pussy begging. Several men were standing nearby, watching and masturbating like they'd never seen a girl in that position at the club before. Charlie used his cock to tease my clit and even my asshole.Then he pushed. Only her parents and grandparents called her Willimenia, everyone else called her Willie. My name is Karen. Willie, affectionately, calls me “K”.We were 18 and seniors in high school. We were lead majorettes and marched in the front row of the drum and bugle corps at all of our football and soccer games, and even local holiday parades in town. We were popular and had lots of friends.We occasionally dated, but neither had steady boyfriends. We were mostly interested in our studies and church. The boys who knew me around town never struck any interest of mine. I was more fascinated by my father’s workers. I could kind of tell why the boys were interested in me when I reached eighteen. My breasts had enlarged to a pretty nice size. I had a perfect hourglass figure from my corset which was complimented by my immaculate beauty. My eyes were wide and shone a radiant sapphire blue and lastly my hair was as golden as the summer sun. I could see little cupids in every man’s eyes when they. She smiled when the thought occurred that she was the better fuck of the two.“Let’s try it again,” Mike said, perking back up almost immediately. “Miz Castle is watching us.”Drawing from her seemingly endless amount of energy, Mike perfectly mirrored her sister’s walk-through of the routine right up to the technically complicated finish. Holding the final pose, both sisters grinned as they quickly caught their breath.“A sound of one person lightly clapping drew their attention.“You girls.