I stirred it, and handed it to her. I sat as she sipped, and she seemed to enjoy it. I couldn't help but snicker in my mind. She was drinking my cum a...ter all. She told me that the coffee was very good. I smiled and told her I loved her. She told me the same.I asked if we could talk, and she agreed. I told her that I had watched what happened. She gasped and asked about the track meet. I told her it got canceled. She looked very embarassed. She said she was sorry. She told me just wanted to. Five minutes later Yasmin sat bolt upright her hands clasped together, looking rather like a naughty school girl waiting to see teacher. She was looking straight ahead and although shocked she felt a quite sluggish her senses a little dull. "No I can't. I won't" She said firmly. Then held her head as if to clear her thoughts. Victor was still at her side," Just something put in your drink to, lets say relax you a little." Yasmin felt trapped he had been brutally clear in his explanation a few. ‘You other girls get out of here, she doesn’t need masses of people around her.’ The first voice, there was a shuffling and a door opening and closing. She moved something on my back, it stang and I tried to pull away. ‘Now, Brendi, I need you to hold still. Otherwise this’ll just hurt more and I want you to get better.’ She peeled a warm cloth from my back and replaced it with a cool one. I tried to swallow, but my throat was so dry I started choking. Suddenly a straw was pressed against my. "I want to fuck you," John said.Those words made Becky tremble with excitement. She still wanted to wait to let him fuck her. She wanted Saturday to be very special because she had a pretty good idea he would make her pregnant. Then she thought, he is so young and virile that climaxing probably makes his sperm more potent. She would make him wait to fuck, but not to climax."Stand up, John."He hopped to his feet. His cock was pointing at Becky's face."Would you like to fuck my tits?" Oh my God,.