He blasted his junk down my throat. I didn’t know what to do and just swallowed his load. I was so disgusted with myself. I had no idea he was going...to cream my throat.” “That was wonderful, Carl. Thanks a lot.” “Shit. Did you really need to come?” “Yes. You’ve been spying on me. It was the least I could do. I should call the cops on you. You’re a little freak. I’ll let you off, but now I want to taste your cock. Pull down your shorts and let me see your dick.” “No. That’s okay. I should. My pussy hole puckered as he moaned, kissed, and licked my neck. He held me in his arms, and pumped his dick against my ass. He said, “Hold on baby, we’re getting out.” I held on tighter with my arms around his neck, as he lifted me, and stood up in the tub. He gently sat my on the side, and we covered the Jacuzzi, and walked inside naked. We turned off the lights, and brought drinks, and snacks to the bedroom. All of the rooms had speakers in them, so the music was uninterrupted. . Back in 1980 I was just an innocent girl of eighteen and my sexuality was just beginning to emerge, like most girls my age, no one had ever taken the time to explain anything about the feelings that were racing through my body. The only person I could talk to was my best friend Nancy, and we told each other everything! You could just about be sure that if Nancy was around, Valerie couldn't be far away!"Hey Val," Nancy whispered, "I found some of my dad's magazines in the basement last night,. I don’t remember where everyone else was, but I know I was rubbing my clit to get off when he got on the bed naked. We did it three times. The first was fast, but the other two lasted around five minutes before he squirted in me again. Didn’t do a thing for me, and I was still small enough inside that I could feel it bump the back of my pussy. He was only maybe three inches long. I know I can get off by pumping my finger in and out as well as rubbing the rough place I feel inside at the top.