She ran upstairs and dropped her backpack in her bedroom. A junior in high school, Emma was seventeen, had perky 34B tits, was 4'9, and had short blon... hair. Her father had left her and her mother when she was five. She hadn't really known him that well, so she didn't really care. Her mother made enough to support them. Her mother worked at SuperTech, a company that made all sorts of cool appliances, toys, and other things.Her mother worked in the engineering department, and built all the new. Standing out like a sore thumb she noted the knocker was an "Atlas" appearing character with a huge scrotum and very large testicles hanging down.She looked at the knocker with a couple of different thoughts. One was abject disgust, but the other was with humor and a growing smile.With a chuckle to herself she thought, "Leave it to Richard to have a fucking knocker like that. I'd almost bet he's got it connected to some kind of "piss hose" that will squirt on me when I use it." Steph stepped to. ’ Jamal interrupted and got up to go to the kitchen. I got up and felt down my pants, there was dried cum mixed with a few spots of bl**d on my ass. I felt so disgusting, If only I had made time to shower. I got a tissue and wiped up the mess as fast as I could before Jamal came back, but unfortunately it was too late. ‘What the?…. Tyler? You okay man?’ he asked noticing some bl**d on the tissue in my hand. My face turned two shades too dark from embarrassment and I quickly sit down and say,. I ordered for her, and soon she was 4 pegs down.She was getting bolder and bolder now, holding my hands looking at my abs and praising my body. (You know this property of wine). Finally, I took up courage and asked can I book a room for tonight. She nodded shyly. She called up her mom and told some reason.I called the manager and told him we needed a private room. He arranged and gave us the key. As soon as we entered, she hugged me from behind while closing the door. I turned around and.