Dont forget, tomorrow night at 8 pm! Kay, She smiled, Bye. She hung up the phone and leaned against the kitchen counter. Would her parents let her go?...She was their only child, and they had shielded her from most of everything her entire life. She felt her cross necklace around her neck and thought about how strict her parents were . . . would they even let her go? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rosy hung her arm out the breezy window and grinned. She looked. "No, I can come over there and get it." Pause. "No, I can ... Okay. See you in a bit." Jen's coming over?"Kim looked at me, cheeks red. "Tim, she's makin' a big deal out of this..." Lubricant?", I questioned."Won't be in the shower every time," she said, eyes sparkling with youthful exuberance. "Let's go in the front room."A knock on the door. I opened it and saw pure evil in the form of Jen with a leering grin, and Laci right over her shoulder trying to stifle a smirk. Jen was holding a blue. Over the years that we have been together, I knew I could trust her with my kinky fantasy. I figured that it was a fantasy of mine and if she had no desire to partake in this with me, then it did not need to progress any further. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?The first time I brought it up to her she was a bit startled. We were living in different states at the time and I brought it up over the phone during phone sex foreplay. We were discussing different fantasies and turn-ons when I. I could tell they were brand new and I couldn’t tell if they had even been worn yet. Before I could debate any further my balls curled up and I began blasting my load into them. The first rope completely missed the underwear and splattered onto the front of the desk. The rest was dumped into my hand that the thong barely held. My hand was cupped and full of cum with the thong acting more like noodles in a soup. I could not believe how big of a load I just dumped into my hand. I was sure it was.