A lewd grope. A flick of tongue. My mind becomes lost in a frenzy of desperation until I am panting, mewling moans and soft cries hanging in the air l...ike offerings to a god. Finally I allow a single finger to push at my opening, and my toes curl. By and by, that finger sinks into my depths, the heated walls of my cave impossibly resistant and tight to the penetration. After a time, I begin slipping a second finger inside, my opening having to stretch in order to accommodate both digits. Once. When we were done smoking, he made me another drink and I told him that I had to use the bathroom. He told me to wait where I was and he left me in his kitchen for a moment. When he came back, he told me that the bathroom was the first door on the left. I walked in to find a pile of sexy lingerie on the bathroom counter. I was so drunk and stoned and horny, but I got the hint lol. After I used the bathroom, I started going through the clothes. I put on a pair of lacy black boy shorts and. Britney again got on her knees and grabbed Joe’s cock. She stroked it a couple of times and it got hard. Britney sucked Joe’s cock a little more and then she got up. She grabbed a bottle of lube from a drawer and gave it to Joe. “Apply it in my asshole and on your cock,” Britney said getting on the bed, and bent over it. Joe got some lube in his hand and started pushing it inside Britney’s asshole. Now his one finger was easily going in and out of Britney’s tight asshole, and Britney seemed to. It was that moment that I realized that this had gone beyond being a lark and I was a willing participant. What was more; I was enjoying the sensation of his muscular stomach bumping against my forehead. Somewhere deep inside of me a switch was thrown. I had never entertained a conscious homosexual thought in my life but at that moment I wanted his cock. I parted my lips discretely and licked his dick through the material as I wondered what it would be like to take it into my mouth. I didn't.