"I think it would be best for you if you started to see a psychiatrist,"Beverly states bluntly. I'm slightly taken aback-and slightly insulted byBever...y's forthrightness."You always said there was nothing wrong with the way I am," I saydefensively."And there isn't," Beverly retorts. "You don't need to be 'cured', Nikki.But you do need to be happy. The difference between looking at you nowand looking at you half an hour ago is astonishing. You're not happy as aboy, and you need help. Whether. For a second, he comically wondered about having to clean it off the bar."Fuck." he let out between grunts. A simple warning. He didn't even mean to give away his impending release."Oooo... he's going to cum already!" Karen shouted excitedly. She didn't seem disappointed at all, or even to care how quick it was happening. The others all gasped and smiled big."Do it!" Cum Scotty!" Oh God! Yes! We wanna see you cum!"All sorts of various encouragements from the hungry women. Scott couldn't take. My face was covered with the mixture of Andrea's pussy and Keith's cum. She worked herself into a strong orgasm then got off me. My dick was throbbing with every heart beat. I started begging her to let me fuck her. She laughed and said no. I then tried to get her to give me a hand job, she denied me that also. My dick was leaking clear fluid and it was running down the shaft. She went into the restroom and started her shower, I had to lay there still tied untill she was dressed for bed. After. He curled his other arm under her butt, holding her up. Her legs wrapped around his waist; her frame leaned into his, he carried her petite figure up the steps to his bedroom. They were ready, more than ready. He released her hair; turning the knob of his bedroom door. He could hear her hard breathing, knowing he’d have to take her slowly. He didn’t care, he just wanted her. He needed her.“Ian…” Her voice trailed off as he sat her on the edge of his bed, he looked at her youthful beauty.“Yes?”.