"YES YES I DOO !! UHHH" I said through clenched teeth, my toes started to curl and i could feel an invisible force pushing my spine up as a huge tida... wave of ecstacy went through me, starting from me feet and ending at my head through a series of tiny and huge waves. i felt like i was on a never ending roller coaster. and i could tell uncle mike knew i was cumming because he even went faster, slamming his monster cock into me, making it all the more good until i was screaming to the top of my. Then I started blowing three of them simultaneously, and I got so many comments. They had a constant commentary going, it was so awesome. I love it when whoever I’m with really gets into it. They are so joyful and encouraging, and not just to me, but to each other. God, I love getting compliments for being a pro-slut. I told them all they could cum whenever they wanted just to let me know. I got my first to explode in my mouth a few seconds later, and seeing him go, three of his friends went. The teacher seemed to focus too much on the exercise and spiritual benefits of martial arts rather than the self-defense aspects. ‘If you want to learn how to defend yourself,’ the teacher would say, ‘go buy a gun.’ Ben’s need for self preservation happened to coincide with the rise in popularity of this thing called ‘The Internet’. Using various search engines, he found information on more martial arts then he could count, including the self defense style of the Israeli military, called Krav. I tried to stand and stumbled, Joel quickly reached out and steadied me on my feet. With his powerful arm around me he took me into the shower room, he shed his clothes. 'You helped me with school, I can help you now,' Joel said in a strong firm voice. As he returned and took my arm, he turned on a shower head. 'Some times when I get knocked out the coaches send me to the showers to clear my head,' Joel confided. As we stood under the shower head, Joel begin to lather us both up, I was still.