After about a half an hour I managed to persuade her to get into bed and I headed back downstairs. As I walked into the living room I stop surprised a... the site I saw, Rachael was lying naked on the sofa with her legs spread, rob was kneeling beside her with what looked like a massive cock sliding in and out of her eager mouth whist finger fucking her, there was already a wet patch forming on the sofa, she was clearly enjoying getting her face fucked and a good fingering. They looked up at me. ‘You kissed him,” I yelled out.“Janet you sounded jealous,” Kim, said looking at me.I was but not of her kissing John but of John kissing her. Kim had never kissed a boy before that day. She had only done kissing with me. I asked Kim if it was as good as we thought it would be kissing a boy. Kim told me it was even better than we thought. She told me it was as if electricity was coursing through her body when he put his arms around her and kissed her. I scooted over to her side of the bed. I. Maybe you should right a book?’ His enjoyment was not feigned and he seemed flattered that I would share such a personal story with him. He was sure other callers would be interested in the ‘behind the scenes’ story. I agreed with him and I thought potential phone sex operators would benefit from reading about my experiences. In the end I decided to humor him and satisfy myself by writing bits of my story between classes and after calls. When it was all said and done I had a pretty decent. ' I couldn’t finish the sentence.'What? You think you're going to piss yourself?' I gasped as he said my humiliating thought out loud and tried to bury my head in his shoulder to escape my shame. He moved back and used his free hand to lift my chin so I was looking straight at him, while still finger fucking me with his other hand.'Bad girls piss themselves. Good girls squirt. Which are you?''I... I don't...know'He smiled at my desperation as I squirmed between wanting release and trying to.