She whimpered and yelped.“Faster! Fuck me!” she suddenly cried.“Ah! God!” I responded, just as loudly. I was feeling the tickle of an approach...ing orgasm, and had to steel my will to comply with that request. “Come for me. Come for me,” I growled as I took the toy in both hands and stroked it fast.Janie let out a squeal and fucked herself hard. Her hand slapped against her thigh, while the other clawed at the couch cushions. Her head lashed, whipping her hair into golden fans that sometimes. Her family life sucked. Fred sucked. The whole pagan secret society sucked.She fiddled with her lip piercing nervously. If she went back to the main road someone would either deliver her to her parents so they could deliver her to a culty reformatory school, or a serial killer would pick her up and do unspeakable things before dumping her body in the lake.Dissolved in acid.Encased in concrete.Three separate barrels.True crime shows and excessive amounts of weed were starting to make her. "Huh?" she and I both said in unison."Guys can orgasm without ejaculation," he continued. "The two aren't as tied together as most people think. Once a guy feels the orgasm coming on, as long as he stops all stimulating movement and clamps his urethral muscles, he can ride the good feelings while keeping the fluids under control." To substantiate his claim, he pulled his penis out -- the condom was empty.With all that sperm buildup and no release, I was willing to bet that Jeremy's next. Now it was official. I'd made an out, and unless I got a late-inning hit, the streak would end. We were also losing the game, 3-0, at that point.It looked a little rocky, but things went badly haywire for the Yankees in the eighth. I grounded out to third to open the inning, but the Oriole bats got hot behind me and, with the help of three walks given up by Yankee relievers, we had taken the lead before I came up again (in the same inning), for another try.There were two out now, and the bases.