When I finished I stood up, pulled my shorts up and retrieved a tissue to wipe myself, and as I did so, he was wanking himself with a fury, I knew why... so I let my shots drop to my ankles again and wiped myself face on to him, I was offering my nudity to help him cum.I saw his hand delve deep into his scrotum and squeeze himself, a deep groan echoed across the small void divining us, as he shot his cum in my direction. I stood exposed knowing I was his reason for doing what he did, my fingers. I made her sleep. Focused my attention to boobs. Those were white boobs with pinkish nipples small in size, I pressed them took right in my mouth and pressed left… this went on for a while now I took condom and wore it. And penetrated her…and fucked her carefully storing her images in my mind.. This time we lasted longer, . ..We were fucking like husband and wife. Nothing seemed to worry us , we had a nice fuck.It was almost 4 pm and I had to get going. She asked me to stay over, but I denied. Many times. I’m a guy, after all. Curious, insecure, proud, satisfied, dissatisfied, envious. Did I mention insecure? The last time I had measured was several years ago, after a moment of jealousy and insecurity with a former girlfriend. She had told me that her previous boyfriend had been much bigger. For some reason it bothered me. I knew I was on the bigger side of the supposed average. I’d had a number of comments: big, really big, so big, too big. But one never really knows if such. She was so embarrassed, and still thought she was busted. "Tell me what's bothering you." Vanessa said, and Yumi sniffled. She explained how she and Paul ended up fucking in her bedroom, and started to cry again, thinking that she was going to be sent home. "I see." Vanessa said, and held the girl close. "I'm not mad at you." Yumi heard, and only wished she could understand why Vanessa wasn't mad. "I'm actually kind of glad. I was afraid that boy wasn't going to be into girls." Vanessa said.