The sight of that big dick left only one thought in my head. The only thing I could think of was hot it would be to do it, to lean over his desk and l...t him ram me right there. He moved behind me and then his hands were on my hips. I shuddered at his touch, and a moan escaped me. ‘This is wrong,’ I said, but I didn’t try to stop him as he guided me towards his desk. ‘Then why does it feel so right?’ he asked in my ear. I was dripping wet. I needed that big dick, needed to feel it filling my. The following morning at dawn, when Lisa first stepped out of her tent, Ginger was already up, sitting pensively at one of the picnic tables.'Hey, Ginger. What's up? How come you're up this early?" Couldn't sleep..." Was it Karen and Heather's story, last night?" No ... their story was interesting and all that; people are always saying that if they had more money, they'd be happier but here we have two people with more money than they know what to do with and they're no happier ... if anything,. As I removed my shirt, myhands shook slightly. I had literally waited for years for this to happen.I was nervous, but there was no turning back now. Thoughts raced through myhead: *What if he tells someone later? What if he is just k**ding and isn'tgay or bi or anything? What if I'm too scared? What if? What if?***I had my t-shirt off. There was almost no real hair on my upper body, justthe fine light hairs that most boys have. I moved for my pajama pants. Icould see the look of anticipation on. My cock slowly was deflating. Just then I realized the amount of sweat water flowing from both our bodies. I slowly started pulling myself out. Once free I looked at her ass. Her hole was spitting out my cum. I took a waste cloth and tried wiping it. She caught my hand and took the cloth. I stood by her waiting for her to get up. She looked at me. She was in tears. I kneeled down on the floor and kissed her on her eye and nose. She extended her lips and kissed me on my lips. She got up slowly..