... I'd lie back , spread my legs, pull them up to my chest so you could see what I was offering in that low lit room.... I'd reply, if you want some ...f this , come in... if you didn't you politely say goodbye... if you did then you'd come in and lock the door behind you and turn facing me and drop your towel... I'd sit up and smack my lips while looking at your cock, no matter what size it was... there was making out, sometimes... mostly it was getting down to the important business of jacking. Barbara said, “don’t cum in me I am not on birth control”. Bob pulled out real fast stood up, pointed his cock at his girl friends mouth. Bob started shooting his cum into his girl friends mouth, squirt after squirt it shot out. Some ended up on Barbara’s tits and on his girl friends face. There was cum all over Barbara tits. Bob’s girl friend got of Barbara’s face and started to lick Bob’s cum off Barbara’s tits. When Barbara’s tits were clean the girls started licking Bob’s cum off each other. Sex with any man who looked at me kind. Student, teacher, taxi driver, that police man at the roundabout, the gate guard. Hell, even women were looking pretty good that day. And I’m straight. A least mostly straight. A friend of mine said it best, ‘Honey, I’m bi for the right person.’ oh so true. There was a time or two through my lessons where I caught myself crossing my legs, tilting my hips so that thick seam in my jeans pressed against my clit. The smartballs massaging my pussy. Making my. She was pissing him off with that babysitter crap. 'Man! How old did she think he was--ten? What would she think if he could tell her he'd already screwed hell out of her daughter, twice?' "I don't need a babysitter," he said and asking for help, "Dad?" His father continued to read the paper. "Your mother makes all the decisions around here, son. It's been that way for quite a while now." Arlene Johansen flared immediately. "If you'd spend some time with these c***dren--" "Oh, for Christ.