But then I felt the heat, the sting, and instead of smelling my own arousal I caught the scent of mint. He was applying toothpaste to my clit and just...under it too, inflaming my urethra. I wanted to squirm but the rope that held me to the sawhorse prevented even a fraction of an inch in any direction. Instead of sudden tears, I yelped and began pleading to go the bathroom. The intensity of the mint toothpaste only made the need to pee a hundred times worse. My head was being yanked up from. Not to mention, Pat’s important to the football team, and if they loose him, they’ll loose the game.”“I’m not.”“But if you were with Pat, you would count.”“I don’t think Pat is into me like that, I think he just wanted something to fuck.”“I doubt that he would do anything with another guy… Unless he WAS Gay, Anthony said his family is highly homophobic. But he also said Pat was homophobic as well.”“He probably said that to see if I was gay or not.”Again another knock at the door. “May we come. "Christa," Helena frowned, "you're waiting for the other shoe to drop. You're waiting for Maria to leave you and take Chris with her, or leave the both of you and send Chris off shopping for a new chippy." I'm so much older than her, and Chris obviously likes them young." Bullshit," said Helena. "What about Michiko?" She found Bob." And how long did it take for her to finally find someone to love as much as she loves you? They make you happy, Christa, and it sounds like you make them happy.. He told Jarrod how many times I had been fucked by the men I saw every weeknight in the gym.Blake wasn't half through with his sordid tale when with no warning Jarrod's cock erupted in my mouth.The room got quiet. Blake waited for Jarrod to recover sufficiently. He wanted to be certain that Jarrod was paying attention. Then he resumed his recitation of the tale of my first gangbang.Jarrod's cock never got soft. It continued to throb in my mouth as Blake described all of the cocks that had taken.