The next day Lela and I went out for coffee. As promised, I told her some about myself. Some of it was true, but so generic; there was no way the dear...girl could gain any insights into my past. Other experiences were made up out of whole cloth. I didn't really have to talk that much. Despite Lela's stated desire to get to know all about me, she was the one who dominated most of the conversation. That was all right with me. I was beginning to wonder if I'd have my chance at Kayla, Tawny and. Then I asked her if she was feeling the water cold; but Ana replied that she was feeling wet between her thighs; because those guys were watching at her naked body and were rubbing their dicks.Ana told me she wanted to give those guys a good show…Then I pulled her over to me with her back against my chest while we were facing the guys. I put my arms around her and started playing with her tits while I kissed her neck.It wasn't long before I sensed she was horny as hell and breathing hard. She. I want nothing more than to rip off those skimpy panties and sniff them as I bury my dick between her cheeks and squirt all over her. “AWWWummmm,” I moan softly, relishing the mental image I created. She reaches back and gently pushes me away from her as she puts down the liner and picks up her lipstick. “Please. I have to get ready.” I lean back against her again, pushing my hard dick against her butt. God, it feels so good, I clasp her tightly around the waist and press my dick against her,. Sadly, I simply couldn'tresist the girl inside.Finally, dad asked me to stand up, and for the first time he saw all ofme. I heard him draw in a deep breath, then watched him as he went inthe kitchen. Without waiting I ran to my room, stripped off the clothesand took a shower, trying to wash away the guilt I felt. Leaving theclothes in a heap on the floor I went to bed, pulling the covers overmy head, a childhood reaction to the fears that stalked me. Therewasn't any "monster spray," that would.