"Just talk?" teased Sue, brushing her long red hair back from her face.

"Well, we do kiss a lot," giggled Wendy.

"I'll bet you do," Sue smiled. "He's sure a handsome guy."

"I think he is," smiled the blonde.

"Is he well hung?" Sue asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Does he have a big prick?"

"God!" blushed Wendy. "How should I know?"

"Well," giggled her friend, "if you don't know, who does?"

"I really don't," admitted Wendy. "We don't mess around like that. I'm still a virgin."

"You're kidding," Sue gasped with disbelief.

"No I'm not," grinned the cute blonde. "I thought you knew I was still a virgin."

"God, what a drag," giggled her friend. "My brother popped my cherry ages ago!"

"Really?"

"Shit, yes," giggled Sue. "I love to fuck. Not only do I let my boyfriends fuck me, but my brother still fucks me a couple of times a week."

"Is it really that great?" Wendy asked.

"Do you ever masturbate?"

"Once in a while," blushed Wendy.

"Do you like it?"

"Shit, yes," she admitted. "It feels fantastic."

"Well," laughed Sue, "fucking feels a hundred times better."

"Really?" giggled Wendy. "If it feels that good, maybe I should try it."

"Haven't you ever messed around at all?" her friend asked, completely surprised to find that Wendy was so naive.

"I've let boys rub my tits when they kiss me sometimes, but that's all," grinned the cute blonde.

"You mean you've never jacked a guy off or been finger-fucked?"

"God, no!" Wendy gasped. "I've never even seen a prick, let alone touched one. And I sure wouldn't let anyone mess with my pussy."

"Shit, you're weird," giggled Sue.

"I am not," Wendy said, trying to explain. "I've just always thought it wasn't the right thing to do."

"Jesus, honey," grinned Sue. "You don't know all the fun you're missing. If Mike was my boyfriend, I'd grab his zipper and pull his prick out tonight."