It wasn't long before Jimmy wanted to make out some more and since this was my really first date without supervision, I felt like going crazy. We sta...ted kissing and feeling each other all over, still dressed. Jimmy had his hand down inside my bottoms and I really wanted him to do more, so I did what he did before, I slipped them off, while I was doing that he smiled and started to take off his trunks, I told him to leave them on, he could use his hands or his mouth, that was all. It didn't. And now this swine is sitting on my face, straddling on it head to tail. My mouth is stuffed, my head is stuck, and all I can see now is his balls and his ass. I'm sweltering out of lust while sipping his oozing whey, facing his butthole rudely displayed over my eyes. Now I know what gagging was all about!As I lay gulping, he fingers my belly button which he filled up with spit, and makes my dick bounce on my tummy. And all of a go, he stands up erect again , and stamps victoriously on my body.. " I hope I haven't hurt your feelings." No. Not at all." Good. Still friends, then?" Yeah. Still friends."I started walking up the stairs to my room. Friends, eh? Well, that gave us something to build on. * * *The next day I sold a few old CDs to the local record exchange and decided to get wrecked. It would have been a shame to have a bit of spare money and not do something stupid with it. I was hoping to convince Samantha to come along to the student. “Are we here because our wives screwed this guy?”He got out of his seat and looked ready to find his wife and attack. Tom took charge.“Sir, sit down please and let Mr. Freed finish.”He grumbled but complied and I continued.“To answer your question, you’re partially right. The man accused admitted to molesting all of your wives.”The husbands didn’t take that news well. They were getting restless. I forged ahead.“Guys, please listen. Don’t be fools and blame your wives. They are victims. The jerk.