As I whipped my dick thinking about Angie pounding her cunt up and down on my cock my knees got weak and I’d began exploding, spurting sperm, splatt...ering it all over the back of the toilet.After I finished ejaculating, I collapsed against the wall with my head resting on my hands, feeling guilty as hell as I called myself a fucking pervert.The next time Angie tried to climb on top of me. I stopped her and told her we shouldn’t be doing this.Angie got a hurt look on her face and stuck out her. He was saving his cum up. For later. But… Just a look. No wanking. Just a look… Out my window.Kieran gazed out the window, down to the volleyball court below. He grinned. He had memorised her timetable, as soon as she had asked for chemistry tutoring. And Wednesday afternoon was Dominica Macchiavelli’s sport time.There she was, with her cute tits and shapely ass, in her tight school issue shorts and white polo shirt. Her waist length chocolate-brown hair was tied back in a high ponytail, and it. Every once in a while I felt her pussy contracting around my cock, squeezing it, then relaxing. Oh, it was heaven. ‘Mmm, I’ve really missed that, Adam. I just love having you here,’ she said as she nuzzled my neck. ‘That was just spectacular, Erica, I just never thought it could be that good. You are a wonder.’ ‘Well, we’ll have lots of time to have fun together, Adam. Especially if you decide to move in the apartment in back. Let’s go look at it, shall we?’ and she got me a robe out of her. I'm sorry to judge so quickly – I DON'T fuckin' know it all. Pretend like I'm a totally blank slate. Draw me a picture." Shit," she replied caustically, still muddled by her inebriation.I waited again, intent on not letting her get me riled. At least she had added a different expletive to her vocabulary. And she really did seem like she needed someone to talk to, someone to look after her."Look, Holly," I offered, "you're talking about losing your virginity to a total stranger. That's not the.