As Amy finished washing the spunk from her face, she looked into the mirror, and noticed over her shoulder that Vince had started stroking his still-h...ard cock, and had a crazy, angry, smile on his face as he walked toward her in the bathroom. She watched him approach, spitting into his hand to add lubrication to his shaft, and she was pretty sure she knew what was going to happen next.Vince’s prick was now fully erect again, and when he reached Amy standing at the bathroom sink, he kicked her. I don’t have a problem with you. I think you’ve got your priorities wrong and your head up your ass, but that’s your business at this point. I still want to be your friend. But I can’t help you until you decide that you want help, and you’re willing to take a good, hard look at yourself.“Here’s the rub. We’re stuck in here until YOU decide we can leave. I don’t have a problem with you. Sensei Jim doesn’t have a problem with you. YOU have a problem with you. And it’s all up to you. You aren’t. The thought of her slipping her petite finger inside of my ass sent me crazy. I was wanking harder and faster. “Sorry, Mr. Carson. Are you nearly done? I need to pee,” came the embarrassed giggle from outside of the bathroom door. I was standing with an engorged prick in my hand, fisting myself into an oblivion. I was imagining the little teen on her knees, ready to swallow my load down her throat. “Erm, just a minute,” I called. Frantically, trying to work out how I was going to shield my. ”Jon turns to me and asks with a shy smile, “Was this your idea?” I smile back, “No, she asked me while you were in the bathroom.” Jon shakes his head.“Well, here we go,” I say as I head for the stairs. Jon and I arrive at the top of the stairs and slowly push open the door. Katie is lying on the bed, propped up on pillows in silk pj pants and a tight t-shirt with no bra. “Hi boys,” she says with a smile, patting the bed urging us to sit down. Jon and I sit on either side of her and I.