Who knows,” I shruggedShe pointed to my already rising bulge again in my little pink striped undies. I blushed a bit. “Well, maybe I will be try...ing it again at one point,” I said. In my head, my mind was just racing. I wanted it again now, I wanted it five thousand times more. I wanted to be covered with cum, be used like crazy, sweating, panting, being lusted after over and over. I knew I wanted it. I didn’t know why my inhibitions were holding me back. I just DID it, with my teacher. Cadee smiled inwardly at big shot’s stunning turn of events. Well, if he didn’t want to get hit in the face like that, then he should have made sure that Evan couldn’t have gotten his balance, stood up and used the shoulder lock as leverage to land a haymaker to the chin while big shot was busy trying to hold onto the shoulder, she thought. Now she was smiling openly and cheering her heart out, as Evan pounced on the now stunned big shot on the ground and started landing blows, most of which. Jessica opened the door to their den and turned on the lights. Leaving the door cracked a smidge she crossed the room to the far wall and stood up straight with her hands reaching up against the white surface in a pose of surrender.It only took a few moments before she heard the soft tapping of men’s shoes on the tile floor. She tried to control her breathing as she felt the door slowly open and then close. The metallic click of the lock comforting her that her lover had cum to ease her. Ryan’s house had been the first project she’d undertaken as an interior designer, and it had taken her a year to plan every single detail of it. It had been hard work but well worth it, after all, they had been best friends since the tender age of thirteen. After slipping into Ryan’s favourite old T-shirts, which hit her mid-thigh and was therefore, she reasoned, decent, she began cooking breakfast. The smell of a fry up reached the bedroom door, which she’d left slightly open and Ryan woke up.