Let’s say we did 'zero to sixty' in 2.5. The speed of the friction was beautiful. free as he slid gorgeously in exploration of my body. faster and f...ster. The passion made me tear. Made me scream. I tried to stay quiet, knowing we were not in the safe privacy of a building. Then he came again, he as well not able to control himself. Out it gushed, running all around my thighs and tailbone and previously-scattered blades of grass. I lost it. I screamed. I laughed. I cried. I sighed. All at the. I'd fantasize about something dirty, put one on, and I'd cum inside it.Except this wasn't just a fantasy. It wasn't too far away from actually happening for real.As I stared down at Kayla, she blushed, sat up, and said, "What's the matter?"I just hesitated, and finally said, "I know we've talked about this. God, Kayla, you are so incredibly sexy. But considering your age, and everything that could happen, I'm not sure this is a good idea."Kayla looked at me and she was disappointed. She finally. “And those as well, you, naughty, naughty boy – I did say everything off.” She laughed.After a few moments thought, I slipped my hands down the sides of my black boxer shorts and slowly slipped them down, careful to avoid looking at Wendy. I stepped out of them and turned around, folding them up and placing them on the pile of clothing on the desk, before turning to face Mrs. Taylor once more. This time, I saw the look of shock, or surprise, as she got an eyeful of my large and thick cock,. This game was Submissive Jenga. I love the regular Jenga and thought this would be right up my alley, but when they brought the game pieces out, I was amazed at the size. They were made out of large boards. Each one had a command to do once you pulled it from the stack. No one had any idea what their board would say. There were only seven of us playing, all female. The object of the game as we were told, was to remove the pieces and perform the command. If you happened to topple the stack, you.