Still kneeling in the stall, Erica took Alex’s cock into her mouth and began bobbing her head up and down, using a lot of tongue, licking it like a ...hocolate lollipop. The other guys took their positions around her, Ben was fondling with Erica’s ass and pussy, fingering them both viciously, while the third senior, Ted, was fondling with her boobs. Erica couldn’t help but moan and shake as she was being manhandled with the fingering of both her holes and of the sucking of her nipples and the now. Of course I proceeded to blow off practice for another week. When I arrived at her house on Monday, the first thing she did was ask me if I had been practicing. With last week’s warning in mind, I said yes, of course I’d been practicing, though it quickly became obvious that I hadn’t been when I wasn’t playing any better than last week. She stopped me halfway through an exercise and told me to stand up. I did as she said, feeling rather guilty. It seemed as though the sweet house wife that. When I tried hiding my erection I’d be scolded by my mother or sister, “Stop playing with that,” they would say. “If they had any idea just how hard my cock would get and pinched at the wrong angle they would tell me to go ahead and adjust it,” I would think when they scolded me. “Women have no idea what it is like to be young and horny all the time.” It was about this time that I learned from a friend about jerking off and was finally able to make my cock squirt. I had never felt anything like. So I decided to stay. I took my drink and went looking for the cruising area and dark room. Another couple of steps down led me into another room, again everything made of and covered by wood. The room was dimly lit. A couple of TV screens were mounted on the walls showing cheap gay porn. On one side there were wooden cages for a lack of a better word. Small wooden cubicles without doors connected by large windows covered by steel bars. Inside the cubicles were barstools. In some of them,.