Chenault's help, I think I managed.When I got to the locker room, the girls were actively avoiding me. I'd be really glad when I could wear clothes ag...in so I wouldn't have to deal with them. Several of them started whispering as soon as they saw me. I could just make out the words 'gay' and 'hooker.' We played volleyball again, but I didn't get any remarks about my junk. I think after what had happened yesterday, no one really knew what to say to me. In the showers, the girls all clustered at. Why was she so turned on by baring her breasts to George? It was sick!Not long after she got back to her desk, Peter showed up. He obviously had already talked with George, he just held up his $25.She smiled. Fifteen minutes later she left the conference room, only this time she did go to the bathroom. This had to stop. Soon she had her three fingers frantically sliding in and out with her other hand alternately pinching her nipples and rubbing her clit. She tried not to think of anything but. Janet had once again started slowly jacking my cock, the head purple with all the pent up semen from the constant state of erections she kept me in most of the evening.I saw Eric's balls contract as he grasped tightly on his cock as he launched a stream of hot cum across my face, into my mouth, and onto my tongue."That's it baby. Take it, suck his cock, take his load," Janet encouraged as I savored my first taste of semen, bringing it into my mouth and swallowing it down. It was salty but not. That bitter, salty, acidic taste will never leave my memory from when I ate the love of this couple out of this gorgeous woman on the hood of her car.After clamping her legs on my head several times she begged me to stop. After I came up to her face and we made out some more she explained:“My boyfriend is very possessive and paranoid. Before I go out with friends or by myself he makes sure to fuck me and blow his load as deep inside me as he can. He’s like a dog pissing on a tree to mark his.