We both were a little buzzed. At the end of the night we went to my place. We didn't just make love that night. It was a weekend affair. We both had a... great time, but she didn't want to be in a relationship. She said she wanted to play the field. Weeks went by. She was still on my mind. Life goes on. I did the usual things work etc. Till one day. As it was a day like any other?I arrive at work. I smiled my good mornings, as I walk through the office to my desk. I put my briefcase under my desk.. . I never tell this to any one.She turned around. I pinned her hands to wall with mine n was kissing her back and neck and managed to losen her zip. I can see her pink bra.Sindhu: no varun.. Plsss.. I beg u.. U r my friend.But she was moaning tooo.. Means she too want this. She is just scared. Because this is her 1st time. And even mine. But i have seen many porn.Some how i convinced her. I turned towards me and started kissing her lips again. Very hard. With one hand i was pulling down her. " Does it make shit taste better?" Gretchen asked."No. It just makes it stronger." she replied in a matter of fact voice. "I'll show you what I mean."Katrina dished each of them a bowl of sherbet and had them eat it. Then she had them each eat a piece of onion."Wow!" Gretchin said. "It really does make it taste much stronger." So why go through all this trouble just for shit eating?" Cindy wanted to know."Well, Cindy," Katrina explained, "all of you taste differently and I want to taste each of. “Timmy, lick my fingers and enjoy my come!” I did what she wanted. I was in complete fantasy mode. Rebecca was letting me suck her breast milk, and now I got to suck her fingers of all her cum. “Timmy, let me jerk off your cock. Come over here!” I took down my pants and Rebecca got to work. Her fingers had a firm grip on my six inch cock. She moved her fingers up and down my shaft. Her fingers felt so good. Her other hand fondled my sagging balls. I was really enjoying this. Rebecca’s hands.