”“Well, then! It’ll be seven silvers for the night, and baths are five copper for hot water, though if you don’t mind a cold bath we’ll not ...charge.” The innkeeper nodded as if agreeing with himself. “Evening meal is extra but porridge and bread in the morning comes with.”I felt my sadly flat and limp coin purse, did some mental math and sighed. Such extravagance would leave me with less than a single gold piece remaining.By the time I came back to the conversation, though, Katriana was already. Sadly the man in her mouth didn’t last long and another coating of cum joined the other as she swallowed a massive load of semen. One of the cocks in her cunt expelled its load into her already full pussy and withdrew. This time the man behind her took the opportunity to force his way into her ass hole. The cum already expelled into the tight hole serving as ample lubrication for his cock.She lost count of all of the men who fucked her, and at the end of the night she lay on the bed, alone at. I masturbated, I fantasized, maturbated again. But, I was just a teenage boy.In college, I had a great time. Partied, had my share of girls.... What is known today as a “fuck boy”. I was very honest about who I was and what I wanted from them. Also, during this time I slept with a guy. He was one of my best friends. He was gay. I, well It really confused me at times. But in the end, I just used him for sex... sadly looking back I wasn’t honest with him, or myself to be honest. I felt like I. It took me about 20 mins to ride to and from the pool each day. My ride took me along a bike path that went through a big open space with a creek running thought it. I never saw another person on that path going to or coming from the pool. It was a pretty small town and for most families both parents worked.One morning when I got to the pool there was a sign outside announcing that the pool would be closed after swim team for a private event. So after practice, I hopped on my bike and started.