Suddenly i moved away and took her tits and started sucking them madly. They were erect with excitement.I moved down after 10 min. And tried to bury m...y tongue between her inner lips, and it slid in a bit. I concentrated my efforts on the places where i thought she would enjoy most and give her heavenly pleasure. Her face was getting red due to lust. Her stomach muscles began to tighten and her head rose off the pillow. She told me she was going to have an orgasm and that did indeed happen when. Tell me you luv my big black dick...' In shock, I heard myself repeat to him '...I luv your big black dick...' My mind could not comprehend and I blacked out. When I came too again I was now on my stomach. My mouth full of flaccid penis and some one pulling my head up and down. My bung hole ached from another huge phallus inserted deep in it. I moaned as the two of them had their way. The only sounds made was a wet slurping sound and the grunts and groans of the three of us engaged in wild. On one of our days, he put me in this position to play with me, fingering me, pulling my lips out and licking me. I used to feel very dirty and horny doing this and on this particular afternoon urged him on to put more fingers in. “Deeper; wider; one more. How many? One more. Push”. I had him pushing four fingers into me, getting them almost to their end. I tried hard, stretching myself, holding his hand and pushing it hard into me until it couldn’t go any further. I had an urge. It was certainly an odd experience, sitting at the keyboard, playing Scriabin, seeing my feminized hands (pink nail polish and all!) dance across the keyboard as prettily as a ballerina dances across a stage. The girls watched and listened, and when I was done with the impromptu recital, the girls critiqued not only my playing, but my appearance as I did so. "Smile," said Natasha. "You should smile more. Girls smile more than boys." I put a pretty smile on my face, and some of the girls.