She knew it, and I knew it, and there was no going back towards that tension-filled denial. Her finger, coated now with my juices and hers, drew a sof...t, moist line across my cheek. “Keep it there. Join us in ten minutes on the roof,” she ordered in a whisper and giggled airily when all I could do was nod. *** Ten minutes later, I stepped out onto the roof, grateful that my blush could not be seen in the dim light and praying that the smells of female lust I carried on my face would be covered. They feel us up, finger us and fuck us and then after they cum they just pull out their cocks from our pussies and walk off, leaving us to finger our aching cunts so we can cum too. That is just bullshit.” She then had me sit down next to her and as soon as I sat she pushed me on my back and started kissing me. I felt her push her tongue between my lips but my mouth was closed and my teeth blocked her tongue. She pulled away saying, “Rube, we need to French kiss, that means you open your mouth. She was in a baking class I was in too. I never knew her name but I referred her to my little cupcake. She had a tight fit body with a sexy face. I could not sleep sometimes because she was in my head. We used to break into group and I would pray that she would be in mine. Looks like my prayers were answered because she was in my group. We would meet after class as group but I never nerved up to ask her out. Well one night while all six of us were working on our final project at my little. What's on the agenda for this afternoon?" Rose changed the subject. The girls filled her in, and she almost squealed like a high school girl with delight when they extended their invitation to her. Carson let them know that he was trying to get tickets for our evening, while I remarked that I had some research of my own to study.The girls left for an afternoon of shopping and sightseeing, promising to be back by four. Knowing what women and stores are like in combination, I estimated that it.