’ So at this point I’m ready to blow. I start spraying on the couch in between Laura and Katie. They’re both cracking up seeing jets of my semen...smacking the cushion (you lean your back against) of their rented couch. With about 4 more spurts to go, Laura angles my cock in Katie’s direction. 2 spurts still landed on the couch but the other two landed on Katie’s shirt right on her tits. Katie laughed but of course yelled, ‘You bitch!’ at Laura. My climax was the ‘climax’ of the story. I did not. It's got plenty of room for my books and the handle snaps open or closed in a second. It's a lot easier to wheel that thing around than struggle with a half ton of books on my back. Sometimes I wonder how Jack even gets his on.Annie Henderson was in the classroom, packing her stuff. She smiled when she saw me come in."Hey, Jill. Anyone tell you about practice?" Uh uh." Coach Donahue wants to hold practices today and Thursday after school until six." Oh, Jeez. What makes her think we need. She told me how she was lonely for the past few months and how bored she getsat home in the daytime. My aunt is at normal height with a nice pair of tits and a nice fuckable ass. She is pretty and nice of course. However I never had any sexual feelings forher as I always saw her as a nice and respectable housewife. So I told her I was bored too at work during my breaks as I had nothing to do. Then after tellingher this, she happily asked me to come over to her house during my breaks as she. ” I struggled to hold tears back, but with no such luck. Tears started streaming down my face, and the ladies started laughing, painting me red. “Look! He’s crying!” blurted Katrina. She was trying to be serious but couldn’t stopping laughing at my humiliation. Katrina calmed down and said bluntly, “Look Loser, we need a new… shall we say, employee, for the club. We know you didn’t get into college, and we know you don’t make shit working at the pizza place. We generous ladies are willing to.