“I know I only came earlier, but I can easily cum again. Do you reckon you could ?” he asked. I said I sure could and told him I had once tried to... see how many times I could wank and cum in one hour and I managed 4 times, actually 5 in 66 minutes. He laughed and said he hadn’t tried that, and that he would soon. I said the first three times I came as usual, but after that the 4th cum was just a dribble and the 5th was hardly anything, just the orgasm. “Wow, must try that” he said. “Come on. We found a place to play basketball. Technically the courts at IUSB were for students, but it was October and not many people were still using the outdoor sports facilities. Besides, I had a student ID. It wasn't hard for us to find a half-court that we could use to play three-on-three. The guys were all impressed with my Suburban. Even Lionel could fit in it without any squeeze.We had burgers and shakes at the White Spot and headed back to my place. I had to get my room cleaned up. It smelled. When she had him calmed down for the third time, she moved back up and raised herself up to guide him into her hot, wet, and ready slit, taking him fully, and riding him slowly. As she moved back and forth, she contracted her internal muscles, lightly milking him. She stopped to let him relax twice more, before she clamped down as tight as she was able, and rode him until he exploded inside her. She had not been immune to her own antics. She had experienced several more orgasms while riding. That was one of the reasons I was also nervous. I knew that for JoAnne to teach me to dance, we would have to touch, and all I could think about was not being able to control my dick and getting a hard on. Boy, would that be embarrassing! Well, I opened the door, and there was JoAnne. Looking hot as ever, dressed in a low cut V-neck top which accentuated her cleavage, and a silk, flowing skirt, to her knee, she said, “Hi Freddy, so are you ready to learn how to dance?” I thanked her.