He was a man about my age, who DID have a dad bod, and thick dark hair, coupled with a thick dark beard.“Yes. Eastwood.” Mom spoke up. The man ran...his finger down a list and stopped.“Gotcha.” he smiled, and typed something into his computer, and pulled out a key.“This’ll unlock a family sized locker over there, put all your clothes in that and then you can head in.” the guy said calmly.“Pardon?” Mom asked, offended.“Your clothes. So you can get in?” the guy said, staring at Mom like she was. I was a little more upright than usual and stepping gingerly. It kind of made me laugh inside, because I realized that my best friend had just given me the most pleasurable, but also the most painful sexual experience I’d ever had. When you’re in the moment, everything is amazing; even when it hurts. But the aftermath isn’t so comfortable. I was sure it would pass eventually, but took it easy anyway as I walked toward the bathroom.With Rick in tow, I flicked on the light to the bathroom and. She’d seen that dazed, blank look of unthinking lust fill her friends eyes on occasion before, but never as strongly expressed as she’d seen it just a minute or so before.She’d witnessed the sheer straining physical effort and indecent relish with which Celine had stretched herself upward on tip-toe, like some earthbound humming bird, in trying to sip the nectar of his seeping milt with her tongue from the tumescent, stamen-like sex above her head. It was giving rise to a fluttering of. He told me he hadn't masturbated all week that he was a heavy shooter. He asked where he wanted me to cum ? I told him don't you dare pull it out when you cum. He laughed then speeded up as those words sent him over the top, I orgasm twice then as the third time approached he said he was getting ready to cum I told him 'In Me, In Me please. I had my third orgasm as my back arched then seconds later it happened. I saw his ass twitched inward his scrotum was breathing like they had lungs his.