She sat up before anyone could drag her back up themselves. She spit the dirt out of her mouth and used her shirt to wipe off her dirt covered face. S...rah immediately remembered her aunt was less than a couple hundred yards away waiting this whole time for her to get home from school. Sarah looked desperately towards the hole in the fence, though unfortunately Mr. Reynolds could see right through her. He grabbed her by her tangled blonde hair and forced her on her knees. He held her head in. He leaned against the bar and gave the other behind it his best smile. She returned it with a fluttering of her eyelids, and he knew he was doing it right. What can I get you? she asked, her gaze raking over his body from his Versace button-down to his Saint Laurent skinny leather trousers to his Testoni shoes–all in black, of course. Only the others wore those gaudy colors. Gin and tonic, please, he said casually, barely glancing at her again as he turned his back to the bar and rested his. "I haven't seen you in days, and oh god," he pulls my body against his, making the familiar warmth fill my lower abdomen, "I couldn't wait another damn, fucking second to see you." His lips smashes against mine, silencing my further protest that he can't be here, in my room, at five in the morning with my parents still sleeping in the room across from mine. While still kissing me, he backs me up to my queen bed and pushes me against it. I gasp as I fall, my body tingling and aching for his. Realising I needed to do my dick as well I saved a little and applied it to my cock and balls. By now they had shrunk back to their usual dormant state. Which for me was always very underwhelming. As I’ve said before, I’m a grower, but whenever I cum really hard it seems to shrivel back to a particularly small size and today was no exception.With just a 1.5inch nub sticking out and my smooth balls hanging tightly below a completely hairless pubic mound, it really didn’t look like a dick. Maybe.