The same damned ads that pop up all the time. But this time, I looked at it and I thought, why not? Just out of curiosity. Just look at something diff...rent. Time slipped away. I looked at one picture after another, read a couple of stories. Time slipped away. And I got so horny. I couldn’t stop myself. I couldn’t stop myself. I just had to touch myself a little and I kept going until it was too late. I forgot about you. God. I’m so sorry. It was just once, just that one time. I forgot about the. Then, running a hand down her stomach, began to caress herself between her legs. She lay flat on her back on the table now, right in front of the line of men she had selected. Ever so slowly, she parted her thighs, and watched the first man's cock jump at the sight of her drenching wet pussy. Jon watched as the man didn't waste a moment. He stepped up to the table and slammed his nine inch cock into Kat's dripping hole. He pumped hard, grabbing her hips and pulling her back toward his. "Coward, huh? So tell me, Richie. How's your father doing?"Richie's eyes widened. "Wh-what?" I'm sure you've had a nice chat with him by now, since you have his phone number."Richie shook and curled his hands into fists. His jaw clenched until pain lanced down his neck."Or maybe not. Maybe I'm not the--"Richie grabbed Jason's shirt and slammed him against the locker."MR. GARDNER!" roared Seeger, both errant books in his hand.Richie's head snapped to the side, and his eyes widened. He looked. Becky said this caught her by surprise because I had very little interaction with Ashley. Needless to say this made my dick start to rise. I had noticed that in the last couple of years Ashley had started to blossom. She was about 5'7" with long brown hair, nice "c" tits, and long athletic legs. She was always flirting with me by giving me hugs and sitting on my lap. Becky must have noticed me drifting to thoughts of Ashley and the growing bulge in my pants because she said, "You wouldn't fuck.