”I mean, did you really squirt in her face?” The inquisitive look on her face when she referred to my story I posted about our first time together...was priceless. I tried to think of everything I posted, whether I used real names or not, and what else Shay knew. Apparently changing the spelling from Lori to Laurie didn’t fool anyone. I couldn’t recall if I used real names when writing about our threesomes or some of our anal adventures.I got my answer when Shay followed up her question, asking. ”She danced without asking me anything for a while. She whirled herself to the chair and kissed me. “Is Amelia more experienced than you?”“Yes.”‘What rules did she give you about your bachelor party. Please, all women do that.”“She said I’ll only have this one party so it’s alright to enjoy myself.”“Are you?”“Very much so.”She dropped to her knees and lowered my briefs, so my aching prick was released. She ran one finger down the underside of my quivering dick.“Tom, that’s a rather impressive. She looked up and said, “John, meet three more for the party”. Oh, I thought, maybe Jan will have all the men in the world fucking her and filling her with their cum after all. Marlene had me take her to her apartment and fuck her two more times. I told her that she would still have to show me her soaked panties when in the office, and she insured me that I could count on it. She then said, “At the party, I want you to be the last to fuck Jan. Then you come to me and let me clean your cock. As Marsha stripped down to her bra and panties, Brian couldn’t help but admire her slim, trim, young body. At five foot six, and one hundred and five pounds, she looked absolutely gorgeous, in his eyes, and her 34C breasts filled her bra nicely.“Here, pass me your clothes” Brian suggested. “I’ll tie them up and stuff them into a life jacket, so we’ll have something to wear later.” He bundled their garments and found a way to tie them together.“Brian, I’m freezing!” Marsha complained. “This.