I thought for a moment if I should go ahead and cum in Katie’s pussy or should I try to hold back until she orgasm again? I wasn’t sure if I had e...ough control to make that decision.I cupped my hands around her ass and pulled her to me. I quickly slid my middle finger into her ass just as I felt my cum building up in my cock. I suddenly felt a surge as my cock unleashed a huge spurt of cum deep into her pussy. I let out a loud grunt."Yeah! Fucking take this Katie! I'm cumming!"I screamed as cum. I must confess that my confused mind likedthis so much that I long for his next whistle signal. I could feel in my wholebody that he was pleased with me during these occasions and that helped me goon. From time to time I imagine I've heard his whistle signal so I come running forhim without him giving the signal. Sometimes he than looked at my mouth and orderedme to service him. Encouraged of this I started to try to steer the events by on my own initiativerun to him and put my body in the. I wanted to watch her perform her dream upon her willing and obvious hungry body. I sat and studied her open legs, seeing her swollen cunt and dripping juice. Her delicious pussy a pretty pink, the lips puffed-up and clit peaking out from under its hood. I could look at her pussy forever and never feel as though I wasted my life. She always took her time in shaving, leaving what she called a ‘landing strip’, but the rest of her pubic hair was stripped away hiding nothing from me. When she was. That was probably how she and Peter hooked up after the last party.When I ordered the pancakes at the IHOP, I had the distinct memory of 1AM and looking across the table at Mosby. Was Mosby going to end up being the love of my life, I asked myself. Probably not, I answered myself. She might however be the one who got away. Both she and the Irishman had not run their coarse.The pancakes that morning tasted almost as good as they had that night with Mosby. It was a shame that the taste of Mosby.