Is there any clothes preferences?’ I looked at her quizzically. ‘Not you, obviously. What do you want me to wear? Short skirt? Stockings? Any pref...erence for colour of underwear?’ ‘White. . .oh. . .and high heels. Black, shiny ones!’ ‘Pervert!’ she said, with a toothy grin, ‘I’ll do my best. See you then.’ and off she went and I watched her go, my eyes transfixed on her swaying hips. MONDAY I waited nervously as the appointed hour approached. I had been ‘priming’ the shotgun all morning, looking. Licking his tip made his cock jump, he needed this too. I slid my lips back over his firm, engored head and deep down his shaft. He braced himself against the stall walls and I could sense he was close to orgasm already. I moved my wet mouth back and forth on his wondeful hard dick until I felt his body tremble. Holding my mouth on him, I felt his sperm flood into me. The wonderful thick fluid coated my mouth and tongue before I swallowed it, then I began sucking him again, making him shake and. Paul, standing imposingly in front of me his penis beginning to wilt; and Jason, lying under me, totally spent even though his manhood still felt hard and erect inside me. Despite wanting this to go forever, it could only be a matter of time before someone discovered us. I stood up and felt his warm sperm leaking from my vacant hole and trickling down my thighs.“Boys you were wonderful. I haven’t been fucked like that in years.” I moved towards Paul and placed my lips on his mouth. As I kissed. She thanked me and told me I looked sexy too. I was wearing an ultra tight and short red halter dress. I had on my favorite thong (black with a playboy bunny on them) and my 34D tits were naturally perky. Amber and I had a couple drinks and headed out for the club. When we entered the club we noticed we were the sexiest chick there. We headed straight to the back in VIP. It wasn't long before dudes were lining up to talk to us. But none of them qualified for us to fuck. Then this one sexy dude.