"Not my fault if you're a slave to the Man." "You got a lot of balls, saying stuff like that when you're staying in my house." "At least I've got ba...ls. Don't you worry about all those electrical lines shriveling yours up?" "At least mine won't shrivel up from lack of use." My turn to scowl—Manny had me there. He'd been going with a girl named Helena for the last few months. I was surprised to find she was a fair bit younger than Manny, but she was cool and we got along. She even offered to. ” I groan. “You’re killing me!” but you don’t care. The thin fabric of my pants is enough to keep me from bursting right there, but you unzip me brazenly and slip your hand underneath. My cock twitches as you grip my shaft, squeezing me harder now. “Hurry up,” you demand, impatiently stroking my hard cock. “We’re stuck here I think, it’s still a while before we get there,” I respond hoarsely. You keep stroking me, and it’s hard for me to keep my eyes on the road. We get honked again and you. We giggled a bit, and started walking back to the bonfire. All I could think about the rest of the night was how turned on I was, and couldn't wait to get back home and masturbate. We stayed out for atleast another two hours and all along, I kept on holding and replaying the moment over and over in my head. I was also thinking about what I would of and should of done if I only had the nerves. This only made me hornier and more aroused.We all finally start gathering our things, and started on. We sat there talking and just holding hands for a few hours before we got an unexpected shock."You are in here. So when are you coming home?" Mom. What are you doing here?" I heard from Jan that you were in the hospital. I also heard that you lost the baby. I want to know when you're coming home."I knew that Mrs. Parks was not supposed to be here. I hit the nurse pager. Mom was back on duty, I knew she would be the one to answer the page."I get out of here tomorrow. Not that it's any of your.