“And there is also the risk of getting sperm into my eyes. And THAT stings, just so you know!”“Yeah, I’ve heard,” I say. “But then you cou...d experiment with other positions to minimize your risk of getting sperm in the eyes.”“Okay, yes, that’s true. I can easily control that, at least if I am the one handling his cock.“What about getting sperm into your ... you know, your vagina?” I ask.“That’s a no-go, unfortunately.” Lisa says. “I mean, I really really don’t want to get pregnant, so I always. He looked at her approvingly."I love it. How does your stylist achieve that look?"Holly giggled and John laughed aloud."I saw you trying to look up the salesgirl's dress in Macy's," John said."Not my fault, John," she laughed. "I wasn't the one who arranged for me to have one of the sexiest experiences in my life with another woman." You liked Marnie?" he asked."God, I loved her. I mean, being fucked by Raoul was great. But Marnie: her lips, her breasts, her dark, musky pussy..."She shook her. She was humiliated that, in her desperation to taste the urine of a girl less than half her age, she'd performed those actions, but that humiliation just got her even hotter. When her shift ended, she left and walked to her small car sitting in the parking lot. "Hi Sara," came a voice from behind her. Sara almost jumped out of her skin, but her heart started racing a mile a minute when she turned and realized it was Kimberly. "How'd you like to give me a ride home?" asked the teen with. Katie watched with rapt attention, loving the way it grew and thickened, standing out more and more proudly from his pajamas as Blake's physical arousal clouded his brain with even more thoughts of sex."You love looking at my dick, don't you?" Of course!" Katie responded automatically, feeling just how irrevocably true that statement was. She knew it hadn't always been the case, and that as recently as a few minutes ago seeing Blake's cock had made her incredibly uncomfortable, but now his dick.