She felt her nipples tighten a little at the idea. It was something to think about, she decided as she went into the bedroom to get dressed.As Ellie l...eft the room, the sex toy on the table flexed and quivered again, almost imperceptibly, and a strong pulse ran from its base up to its tip. From the slit in the cockhead shot a fine spray of liquid. This turned into a fine mist that slowly spread around the room, settling on the furniture, the floor, the coffee cup she’d left sitting beside it on. She placed her hands on my belt and started to undo it. She pulled very hard and the belt freed itself from all the loops. She threw the belt across the room and started to unbutton my pants. Her hand brushed against my cock a few times, making me almost cum instantly.She had them unzipped and could see my pubic hairs. It had been a while since I had shaven so it was kind of messy down there.She didn't make a sound as she opened the flap and started to pull them down and off my feet."I see you. Then she looked me right in the eye and said "we had sex". I couldn't believe it. My virgin was having sex with another guy! Interestingly, I wasn't jealous in the least, just incredibly turned on. And I had to know everything. She told me that an old bf of hers introduced them and that the first night they met he kissed her. She said he was a nice guy and very good looking. She sucked his cock on one of their first dates. He came in her mouth, even though she's not a big fan of that. She said. "Two years ago, Leslie met a girl on the streets; she was not quite fourteen at the time. Donna Emerson had run away from home, lived as a prostitute and drug addict for more than a year, and who one day decided that she had had enough and walked away... she actually started hitchhiking, meaning to come to Phoenix. Instead, she met Leslie."Leslie helped Donna straighten out; got her off drugs. Donna had syphilis and Leslie got that taken care of. Donna was malnourished, she'd suffered frequent.