Brenda and Andy quickly removed their own clothes as they watched Mac kneel on the floor between Kim's lewdly parted legs. Still watching Mac and Kim,... Andy led Brenda over to a large armchair. Seating himself on the soft cushion, he turned Brenda's back to him and lowered her into a sitting position on his lap with his hard cock buried to the hilt in her hot oozing cunt.Wriggling her ass around in tight little circles, Brenda could feel Andy's hard cock twisting around deep in her scalding. My relationship with Diane indicated that I was not gay. My reputation was also quite the opposite. "Are all your mates gay?" I innocently asked. "Not entirely", was his response. "Most are, but some enjoy both sexes, and a few just enjoy communal nakedness." How old?" I asked."About my age - mid-twenties. A couple younger, nineteen or twenty."I knew I was hooked. So did he, but we kept up the pretence of serious consideration. Eventually, arrangements were made.As the day approached, I was. She was in a bathrobe, water dripping from her hair and just out of the shower.I gave her the sandwich. She welcomed me inside her room and I took my laptop with me and sat on the study table while looking at her taking a small bite. She looked so cute and helpless. I was shocked looking at how a 5’2″ tall, 32C” size, 26″ waist and 28″ hip look this sexy and be this good to an average looking guy like me? Maybe because I helped her with her luggage and cooked her some breakfast, I could be. Comfort over style. Hair pulled back into a ponytail, my favorite tenny boppers, mid-thigh denim skirt and a light yellow thin cotton spaghetti-strap top. That’s it. No bra or panties. I might have had to put clothes on to appease the more conserative citizens of Lexington but I wasn’t going to get carried away. The girls could still move about quite freely and all my pink parts could still breath. Comfort, remember? Besides, about the only times I wear bra and panties is at church and church.