.."I didn't really understand what he meant at the time, so I was truly surprised when I felt his prematurewarm sperm spilling into my mouth and I pan...cked as I pulled my mouth off of his dick right away. As Iwas pulling my head back, he squirted another very small amount of his wad and I watched in awe as it spilled onto the carpet flooring of his bedroom, leaving behind a clear stain. A string of his semen was still hanging from my bottom lip after I pulled my mouth off of his penis. I. Luckily there was a cubicle free, and she pushed me inside and up against the wall where she continued to kiss me but more passionately now, really hard and deep with her tongue as one hand squeezed my tit the other was rubbing my pussy and making me really wet. Then she dropped to her knees and pushed up my skirt and slipped my thong off, she started to suck on my clit and pushed a finger inside me, curling it so as to hit me Gspot, fuck yeah, oh god, I remember that so well now. I was moaning. ‘No I haven’t,’ Amber replied, ‘but I’d love to meet the right man willing to share his experience.’ She looked straight at me as she spoke and I felt my throat constrict again. This was getting out of control, and had I not been pissed, I probably would’ve felt uncomfortable and backed out of the game. Instead my imagination was willing the game to places I could only fantasize about. Or pay for. Instead I asked, ‘Jodes?’ ‘Truth,’ she replied. ‘Did you masturbate after watching the porno?’. ”“Can I ask you something strange?”*“Weird, is about all I've got any answers for, strange isn’t exactly in my jurisdiction. But fire away, ask anything?”“Why do you call it sharing?”*”What? Virginity?”“Yeah. Everybody else says took or lost… or gave.”*“Easy enough. My first, didn’t take anything from me and I didn’t ‘Lose” it, it wasn’t stolen or misplaced. I know, exactly, what box I put it in," I paused but she just gave me a look and a little chuckle, *" I’d rather share, than take or have.