Then it was my underpants. I turned my back on her, but it wasn't much help, giving her a good look at my butt as I skinned them down, facing the guy ...who'd already taken my shirt and jeans. I straightened, my dick sticking out like the bowsprit of some friggin' sailing ship or something, bobbing up and down heavily."You can put your shoes and socks on, if you'd like."I burned red. "Oh, yeah, thanks." I had to sit down in full view of her, my dick sticking up from my lap like a flagpole. It was. As her mind wandered back to the night before she realized her ass hurt from the beer bottle someone had shoved in her while she was eating Goddess.Mary struggled to her feet and gathered her things. Every muscle ached. She climbed the stairs and went into the bathroom. As she squatted over the toilet to relieve herself she saw her reflection in the mirror. She didn't recognize the person staring back at her.What she saw was a naked young woman covered with dried cum squatting over the toilet. I’ll know.”It was a true statement. Paul had quietly brought something to my attention. Mary always grabbed her pinky fingernail and held it curled with the thumb of the same hand when she lied. If she was telling stories, she begin to flick the finger with her thumb. She didn’t even know she was doing it and that’s why the first fake nail she’d always lost was her pinky fingernail. Now she didn’t have fake nails but she still unconsciously had that quirk. And Mary was hardly ever excluded –. I wanted his cock as far down my throat as I could take it, without gagging...His huge, bull balls being the final treat to suck on...I wanted to fuck Mack's asshole with my twelve incher and hear him moan, until his cock and balls couldn't take it... He was a sexy son of bitch, I mean all of him.. His dark hair and eyes and protruding, well developed muscles all wrapped around little 'ol me.. I began sucking on the dildo, as if it were Mack's. My mouth was hot and wet... The doors were shaking.