She took another step. Specks of white dotted it, but they were too small to see well. She moved closer.“It is gross.” Terry complained softly. �...�That’s why I make her clean me.”“You’re disgusting.”“I have my limits. A dirty cock is the worst thing. I won’t stand for it.” He lied. I doubt Terry had washed his dick within the last twelve months. The first time I tasted it, it was as sickening as a sewer grate.Stace came close enough to touch the hard pole if she reached far. She had never seen a. But she still had this speculative look in her eyes. A smile played on her lips. I winked at her. The Black woman’s grin grew.“Dating Wendy, are you?” she asked, her eyes flicking up and down my girlfriend’s body.“Yes,” I said. “She’s a wonderful girl. Just perfect for that study group you mentioned.”The Black woman nodded. “Wonderful. Enjoy the rest of your lunch.”My girlfriend glanced at me as my futa-dick throbbed. Having Wendy join the secret lesbian group would be hot. It. Yeah Mom, whatever," Ijust said.Had a date with Vic last night - well, not a "date" date, really - justa bunch of us got together at the mall and went to a movie and then hungout in the food court till we got kicked out at closing time. For somereason, even though her full name is Victoria, she ended up being called"Vic" by everybody, instead of Vickie - doesn't bother her though. We'vebeen friends for a couple of years and usually do something togetherevery week or so. She's cute, and fun to. She took my hand and guided them into her panties and then slowly moved my hand all over the panties. It was so tight one, I could hardly enter my fingers in it. I reached under her panties and gently touching her pussy lips, inserted my middle finger into her wet pussy. My doubt was revealed clear that she has been shaving herself regularly; fingering in and out of her pooru while trying to slide down her panties. After removing her panty to her knee she herself holds up her kundi for a while.