Sexual marathon Stories

With my embarrassment still raw, I entered Brenda’s bedroom and dropped my mauve dress on the floor. As I did so, I looked around at the seventeen full-sized, nude black and white framed photos that lined most of the grey bedroom walls. It felt like they were all staring at me, judging me. All the photos were of Brenda’s previous official girlfriends. Each girl was fully nude and gazing into the camera; their pussies were...