Their tongues duelled until they were both out of breath and broke apart. Lust and confusion surged through Beth's mind whilst Ann's thoughts had beco...me crystal clear.With a sudden burst of movement Ann dove in for another kiss, Beth responded but was driven up and off Ann's lap onto her feet. Without breaking the kiss Ann spun her around and pushed her back a few step until Beth fell backward on the bed. Ann came down on top of her.Ann loomed over the somewhat startled girl; her long black. Hot cinnamon rolls. And Mimosas. We were at the table eating, laughing, joking and staring at each other’s naughty bits for an hour and a half. We might have stayed there even longer if it hadn’t been for my phone.Wendy grabbed it.“Tony, Melody, Lissa, Kate, and Wendy speaking,” she said. “With which birthday boy would you like to speak?” We all cracked up laughing. There was only one person who’d call me this morning and I was going to have some explaining to do. Wendy handed me the phone.“Hi,. “I thought you said I could do what I wanted to you.”“After we eat,” I reminded her. Shit. She was really going to do things to me.She didn’t respond, her cheeks flushed now, her heart racing. I suspected that she was just as nervous as I was, but was doing a better job of hiding it most of the time. We continued to eat in silence, rather than striking up another conversation, with her watching me the whole time with a passionate gaze, while I did my best to look anywhere except at. Orlando had last fucked a faggot three weeks prior when he was on an overnight trip in the state capital for a conference. He met the foxy femboi through a man-for-man hook-up app. Orlando was known as ‘PapaBBC4Fem’. He perused the list of online members after getting settled in his hotel room with his Mexican takeout, bottle of water, and six-pack of Miller High Life. He noticed a phat booty, white girlyboi called ‘NillaBootay’ was only three miles away. He messaged the punk and two hours.