Feeling even more confused I decided to get out of the pool and get dressed. Even though I say it myself my cock is by no means small being 7 and half... inches and thick. I got out as near my towel as possible so I could hide my obvious excitement. I quickly walked into the changing area without looking back. I went into the communal shower and started to clean off the chlorine. My cock stubbornly remained hard. I either needed the shower on cold or to start masturbating. I decided on the former. I pushed myself away from Dan’s chest and scowled at his face. He was lying back with a gentle smile on his face.“That’s better. No more tears. I like your smiley face better than your sad face.”I poked my tongue at him.He tilted his head to one side and looked at me.“Are you worried about Angie? Is that why you were crying?”I searched around inside my skull and couldn’t come up with a definite answer.I shrugged. “Maybe. She’s hurt. She’s at the hospital.”Dan gently pulled me back down against. But in the position that we were and holding on to my knee the way he did, he was completely in control of the pace at which we could move. I was growing frustrated and a little crazy. I tried to reach down to play with my clit but Max swatted my hand away. I glared at him in anger. ‘You don’t come till I say you can.’ ‘Please Max, this is frustrating.’ ‘Consider it payback.’ ‘Payback? … for?’ I raised my eyebrows, confounded. ‘For when I came to pick you up last night… For when I asked you to. She replied she was wearing Jeans and T shirt and inside, she was wearing 32 size white bra. We made plans during that conversation for our first kiss. I used to take my bike to a town near ours for servicing. We decided that on a particular journey, she will accompany me. I told her to sit very close to me, so that I could get a feel of her boobs. We made plans to kiss on a desolate spot, without stopping the bike. And thus, on the day, we kissed a lot during the bike ride. In March, I told.