I was so fuckin shocked to see him. We’d texted a lot and traded pix and what not (yeah u know the kind lol) but never got to physically fool around...we caught up a little wanna go on something? I asked. What I want to go on cant be riddin on in public giving me a wink. I just laughed well we’ll save the best for last I said. Come on lets go on the roller coaster. Nah not right this second I just got off lets go on something a tad slower lets go on the ferris wheel. He was short enough he look. I'm talking to you for a quarter of an hour and you aren't listening." I'm sorry... I was just thinking... " What about? Rick?"Linda looked around The Dome, the snack-bar just across the street from the main entrance to S.F. High. This was the place where many of her schoolmates came and ate and danced to the music of a jukebox with a large assortment of the latest Billboard hits. Her eyes met Trisha's, the waitress. Pointing at her empty glass, she asked for a refill."Coming right up, honey,". He slapped my ass, and I whimpered like a bitch. He pressed a knuckle against my hole, and I felt it pop in slightly, my hole twitching in response. Then he licked a couple fingers and worked them in with ease. I back myself up against his fingers and felt them slide against my prostate. I felt my ass contract hard and my cock twitch. "Looks like I found your spot," he said as he pressed on my prostate lightly with his two fingers. The cab was hot, since we were in the middle of the desert. If. Suddenly he screamed and I just squeezed him as tightly as I could, as the glans bulged and spit out stream after stream of milky cum, splattering over his chest and then oozing over my hand as I finished with long firm strokes to drain him. Mike immediately rolled over and drew his knees to his chest, seeming to distance himself from me. I went to the bathroom, dropped the harness to the floor, and cleaned myself with a towel. Grapping another, I returned and pitched it at Mike, saying,.