A camera moved close in to show that semen pool filling Di’s entire baby hole. By suppressing her urge to contract her sheath – and thus expel the...semen pool – Di held it all within herself for a long time while a camera got great views of the pool and other cameras captured our afterglow faces of joy. Eventually Di let her cunt muscles take over and push out much of my semen, making a photogenic waterfall of pearly sex slime.Monday came and I asked Di whether she had bought a new tube of. ”Gwen’s face momentarily showed a look of disappointment, but then she smiled and said, “In that case, maybe it is better we don’t try. I’d hate to ruin the memory.”I kissed her and said, “Would you like to go swimming instead?”“But I didn’t bring a suit.”I laughed and said, “Good. Because I didn’t plan on wearing one.”I wiggled my eyebrows at her and got a laugh in response.After a swim and a snack, I went with her in the limo, taking her home. While she was affectionate, she wasn’t clingy. My first experiance was with a girl that wanted to get back at Carson for dumping her. She went after Rad, of course first, but he had little interest. She looked for Neil, but found him screwing a guy in his room, so she figured he was gay. I was her last choice. I really wanted nothing to do with her, and she wanted nothing to do with me. Not conducive to a good screw, I must say.Her name was Sally (I've forgotten the last name). She was built good like all Carson's girls, but I could see why. Paul was always genuinely happy to get these parts, and always touchingly earnest in his belief that each one was going to launch him on the path to stardom. ‘Richard Lyon’s going to be there,’ he would say, referring to the famous drama critic who had somehow been lassoed intoattending a class called ‘ the unspoken theatre ‘ at U.C.L.A. and when Richard Lyon was observed nodding off during the middle of Paul’s performance, my lover would simply shrug it off as extremely bad taste on the.