It was held in a big field where it hadn't rained for several weeks in which small tents were being erected in steadily closer proximity to one anothe... over the first day. Not surprisingly for a festival organised by and for women, the toilet and washroom facilities weren't bad at all, though the makeshift bar was something of a disappointment to those of us who preferred alcohol to soya milk and fresh juice. But what was really weird, and surprisingly elating, was that there were no men at the. At first, Mark was holding his body rigid, like he does when he’s about to climax, and I thought that he would, right away. Monica told me about that, as well, about what it’s like when a guy has his orgasm in your mouth. Oh, man, I wasn’t sure that I was ready for that yet, but then Mark shifted his position a bit, relaxing the tension on his legs, and I knew that he was trying to hold off. Suddenly, I just felt my love for Mark wash over me, as much as he was enjoying this, he was trying to. For some reason this new loss seemed to uncover all of the old hurt and anger that I had mostly rid myself of and had largely successfully buried. I let Olivia have a delightful evening with her grandparents and we returned to Lovett first thing the next morning. ******* I threw myself back into my work and started to spend evenings converting my old Apple II financial programs into much better IIe ones able to use its new programming features. I also had far more memory to play with now as. “What if the other cheerleaders see the stains? What if people at the games see them?”“Don’t worry, I used the crotch,” he said. “No one is going to see those stains except us.”I observed the bloomers. Then I breathed a sigh of relief.Thankfully, Bobby was right. All of his semen was on the inside of my cheerleader panties.At that moment, I raised the panties up to my mouth and swallowed his semen.“You are a very naughty cheerleader,” he declared.Once I finished swallowing, I tossed Bobby.