. its just... we're friends, I mean its not right?" It was feeble but it was the only reason I had."Oh, okay," ha said, looking disappointed. "I was g...oing to let you beat me in wrestling if you did."I stopped. That wasn't fair. Jason was like the wrestling champ of the town. Nobody beat him, and for the past few weeks, nobody had even asked to try. If he let me beat him, I'd be like a god. Was that worth sticking my dick into my best friends arsehole?"Yes." I said finally. "I got rubbers."I got. “I’ve been a dancer since I was little. Ballet and modern.”“I can tell. Come on.”They entered the water and swam for a while. Karissa approached Linda. “You like looking at me?”“I ... I think I like girls. Except Kent.”Karissa pulled her into a kiss. “You’re so warm,” Linda purred after.More kisses. “It’d be better out of the water,” Karissa finally said.“It would,” Linda grinned.They got out and dressed, despite being wet. Entering the house, Karissa heard the moans. Linda didn’t seem to. My breathing quickened, too, and with every throb of my pussy, gasps left my mouth. I didn’t know where to focus my attention. Isabella and Mandy had kissed the length of Megan’s legs and were taking it in turn to tease her clit, while Sorcha’s pussy was being fingered as Chrissie and Katie teased her clit. Suddenly, my pussy contracted violently, causing my body to tense, my back to arched. A few seconds later I was squirting hard, moaning with pleasure. My orgasm was the trigger for Isabella,. He appreciated how skillfully the pretty boi sucked his manhood. He lit up the joint and placed it at his lips. He inhaled. After a couple of puffs, he remarked, “Damn, punk! Daddy luh dat red hair!” The comment was referred to the fire engine colored hair the sissy now sported. “Git you ah hit,” Sirvaughn suggested offering the weed to his friend.“Thank you,” cooed Cabbage. “I was hoping you’d like the new color.”“I do,” affirmed Sirvaughn.Cabbage puffed. “This is some good stuff, Daddy!”“Hell.