I was jerking off so hard that I lost my balance and fell against her bedroom door. Within two seconds she had jerked open the door and was staring at...me lying on the floor, no longer holding my cock, still with my pants down and my dick as hard as steel. Carol stared at me for what seemed like forever, and then reached down, took my hand. "We need to talk." I was seventeen years old, but I thought I had ruined a good thing. No more peeking at Carol. No more fucking her. No more peeking at. ‘God your tits look bigger.’ ‘Shut up that talk Dodge. Talk like an instructor.’ ‘Then if I’m not thinking and talking dirty how will I keep it up?’ ‘I’ll attend to that need Dodge. You do your educational job.’ ‘Am I being employed?’ She hesitated and said, ‘I have about two hundred in my handbag back at the car. You may have it all.’ ‘Jesus Pru, I was only joking. I took your virginity but I’d never take money from you for doing anything for you.’ ‘Yeah well I could have guessed that.’ ‘But. It feels especially good for him. I like how that move makes his cock leak extra pre cum. I lap it up like a kitten laps up cream.” “Really? You like how that stuff tastes?” He couldn't imagine how a girl could be turned on by cock slime. He always figured they thought slimy stuff was gross. “Fuck yeah!”, she emphasized, furrowing her brow. “Pre cum is so yummy! Knowing a guy is turned on by my mouth so much gets me sooo hot. I like the feel of getting it super hard. Making it crazy hard! And. Hands fisting in your hair holding you closer to me, the slight tingling sensation teasing you as we stare into each other’s eyes, large and dilated pupils filled with desire. Coming close again I think another mini kissing marathon is about to start but your hand skims past me to open the passenger door announcing that we are going inside. Slight fumbles for keys and bags as we get inside but they are quickly forgotten and dropped as your hands are on me once more, touching, teasing and.