Thanks. I really appreciate it. You’re a sweetheart.” “No problem, Mr. Saunders. I’m happy to do it for you.” “Please, Jennifer, call ...e Rick. You make me sound so much older than you. Besides, we’re friends right?” “Yeah, sure….Rick….we are. Well, I better get going. I’ll see you tomorrow!” “Ok, Jen, see you then.” Awesome! I get to see inside his house! And he asked me….ME! O my god, I can’t believe it!” I walked home that day feeling on top of the world. I couldn’t wait for. "Tommy, do you really think I can pull this off? I mean, I feel great the way you look at me, but what about everybody else? Will they laugh at me like they did Tiffany?"Tiffany was another one of the kids from the theater group. She'd shown up at school one day totally Goth—the clothes, the makeup—everything but the body piercings—and had taken a ration of shit from everybody, especially the jocks and cheerleaders and ended up going home "sick" at noon. The next day she'd been back to her. I know you made some wonderful memories for all of us!"Steph was cuddled dreamily in my arms and she smiled. Then I heard Steph softly counting. Sheep maybe? But when she stopped at eight I knew she was counting her male flashing partners. Then she counted two more and I knew she had added in Britt and her gender mate from a few minutes ago. Very impressive. We both then drifted off to sleep.I don't think it had been very long when I thought I heard very light knocking. I felt Steph getting out. I felt the warm sweetness that I love seeping out and down my chin, wasted for the moment.“Oh, shit, just lick it, I’m gonna cum again,” you whispered with a lusty voice. My cock was dripping precum uncontrollably. Your second orgasm was more intense than the first and your hands shifted to the back of my head as you bucked against my face. I thought I would surely come all over myself but I managed to keep it in check.When you had composed yourself and stepped away you smiled down at me..