Feeling every inch of his hot thick rod. His hand firmly gripping my hips so that my ass was pressed hard against his hard on. I blew my load and it f...lt incredible. Hot thick juice squirting out onto the hard wood floor.I felt guilty straight afterwards. Fantasizing about another guy. I never felt the urge to see guys or really have sex with them. But they did feature in my fantasies and whilst masturbation more than occasionally. Gay guys were still hitting on me from time to time, but I. Dishes were rattling in the cabinet and a plaque fell off the wall but neither of us seemed to notice or care. She squealed every time she came and it wasn't long before she was squealing a lot. That woman really knew how to give it, but she also knew how to take it."The bedroom," she gasped between climaxes and soon we were humping each other like a couple of minxes.I came four times that day. I couldn't tell you how many times she came, but it was a lot. One thing I was sure of however and. Someone else, male or female, usually older, led the way. But I followed.Giggling, touching, sniffing and playing in bathroom stalls in school, locker rooms and in the great outdoors is where bpys play. I well remember being examined by a k** who lived across the street and carried a pocket book. His name was "Artie" and he told me that his brothers "used him" late at night. At the time I had no idea what "used" meant, but Artie was very talented in getting my pants and jockey shorts around my. But I finished the game strong and we won 9-0. Now I know I have a girlfriend and before you get all "stop being a perv" on me, remember, before Ally there were NO hot girls here, and technically there still aren't considering this girl is from Florida. Ally was in the home bleachers getting ready to head to her car and I was in the dugout when I feel a finger tapping on my shoulder. I turned around and the beautiful blonde girl was looking me in the eyes smiling and said, "Well you're.