I could see that Trish and Erin had already found each other, and were on one of the couches and chatting animatedly.I was looking around to see who e...lse I recognized when a pair of iron bands, which happened to be in the form of pale, strong arms, wrapped around my chest and heaved me into the air. I felt the breath whoosh out of me and saw stars as I was returned to the earth once again.I turned around to find Manfred, one of my best friends at the camp. Manfred and I always got along well,. I decided to not talk and wait for her to get out. curious to see her wonderful tits and see what her nipples looked liked. when she eventually got out which seemed like an eternity she rubbed herself off with a towel. and when she went to put a towel around her heaf for her hair her body towel fell off. that when my jaw hit the floor. she had a nice clean tight looking pussy with a short landing strip, and her tits were better then i could of imagined. perfect nipples pencil eraser with and. What was I thinking, he asked himself for the hundredth time, suggesting that Terry Poindexter meet me for dinner? Here of all places, at a restaurant widely acknowledged as the most romantic in San Francisco. The little table was covered with crystal and flowers, and Doyle fidgeted nervously with his thick linen napkin, wondering if it was too late for him to call Terry and make up some excuse.Who was he trying to kid? The moment Doyle saw Terry Poindexter dressed as a woman in Charles. “Fuck! Fuck! I need to cum and I can’t. Dam your ass is so dam good.” He pulls out and slams it in my pussy and I can feel it in my throat. “Keep that ass high, I’m going to cum soon. Don’t move. Don’t move. Fuck yeah. Here it goes..aaahhhhhhhh. Dam! Shit.” He collapses down on me. He’s still pumping his cock in me. He lends a little to the side. Rubs my ass. “You took that like a pro Baby Girl.” He pulls out my pussy and sticks it back in my ass. He pulls me on my side, lifts my leg over his.