”John’s dad looked at me with a smile then back to his son John and he replied, “Well son it looks like to me your girlfriend there got a little...breakfast in her hair.”I reached up with my hand; I found that big glop of cum that had shot out of his cock. It had landed right on the top of my head. I put my hand in it and I could feel it smear down through my hair. I pulled my hand from my hair and my hand was a white sticky yucky mess.“JOHN, you got it in my hair,” I yelled out. I realized I. The guys wore suits, and the girls were dressed for a night on the town, but Wren and Scarlett stood out.Dinner was the best I’d had in weeks, and the conversation around the table was lively. Wren opened her gifts after the waiter cleared the plates. She opened mine first, and gave me a kiss as she modeled the bracelet for the other girls. The rest of her presents were the usual mix of serious and gag gifts.Her father was working, but the waiter must have told him that she was opening. I told him about all the times she changed the tag to make my gifts from Paula and then told everyone that I did not bring one. She knew my mom always went out of her way to make sure she had me one of the most wanted gifts, the ones that everyone else coming would never buy. I told him how mom made me keep going to parties when I never got party favors or even cake. Since their family had thought enough of me to invite me, I was damn sure going to go help the birthday kid celebrate. I had to. When I got behind her, her last comment was, "Honey, be sure you poke me in the proper hole!" She laughed at that, but I saw when I got fully ready to insert my cock that it was a serious warning. The two holes were awfully close together, and it would be easy to make a mistake that would be embarrassing to both of us, if not painful.I knew by now to make sure that I had plenty of lubricant, so I slid my cock back and forth in her pussy slit a few times to get it fully covered. By this time in.