Like, one hundred percent clean. Based on a visual inspection alone, I would probably be comfortable deepthroating it were it not for the obvious con...text… and size related challenges… Maybe? Maybe. Anyway, coincidence, or another curious effect of the still increasingly bizarre nature of this… environment?“Yeah,” he tells me breathlessly, “I’m good,” he inhales deeply, exhales, then another, and another. “That was good.”“It certainly was.”“I’m glad you thought so. I haven’t done that in a. Would it be too much to ask to have you do this again for me? I think I could stand to have it done again in the morning and in the evening. Is that too much?” Her eyes were searching mine for an unspoken reply. I think I surprised her when I said, “Too much, I don’t think it is at all. In fact, from experiences with my wife breastfeeding, you will probably need to be emptied every three hours or so. If you want, I could do that for you at lunch too.” The smile on her face told me she was. Holly said, “I’m surprised you are not doing better. What are there, like 4,000 girls attending that school?”I just shrugged. Actually, I was doing very well that summer banging lonely Manhattan matrons.“Anyway, I imagine a young guy like yourself masturbates all the time.”I felt myself blushing, which was surprising, because Holly also did everything sexual that I had wanted. She gave me a little tap on the arm. “Don’t be embarrassed, it’s only natural. And, this girl isn’t being fair to you.. Jim comes over to me. "She is pretty hot" he said. "Oh yes, she is awesome" I responded. "She can be quite a flirt". "I can tell" he said.Deb returns and the flirting starts again. "Lets play again" she says. "Ok" he responds. They walk over to the other side of the table. They are defiantly flirting and chatting but I can't hear them with the background noise. She takes her stick with a grin of "Im going to win" and takes the first shot. Nothing went in. They play for a while and this time he.