"Oh FUCK" He yelled out. It was 8:00! Shit, the bus comes in 10 minutes! He jumped out of bed and changed clothes as fast as he could putting on boxer..., and a dark blue tee shirt. He wore blue jean shorts and quickly put on his shoes. He ran out the door grabbing his bookbag and his spare key and ran out the door."Son of a bitch!" He screamed out crankily. It was pouring rain. 'What the hell man' he thought. He ran as fast as he could and just barely made it to the bus-stop, walking behind. The huge black monster responded by dipping up. Her eyes were huge, mouth an open O. “Take him, baby – I’m watching everything you do.” On her knees again, she grasped the long black yard o’ beef with two hands, gave it a careful stroke, as if it was going to grow and coil around her like one of the jungle monsters. More than anything now, she wanted this monster, but also to play to John, her favorite audience. Wondering if she could even get the head of it in her mouth, she took a deep. That didn’t matter. It had become a competition. I wasn’t going to admit that Ken could fuck Karen better or longer than I could fuck Cindy. He must have had the same thing in mind. We were each pounding our wife harder and faster, and everyone sounded like they were really enjoying it.Karen was the first to get there. “Oh, my God! Ken, don’t you dare stop. I’m cumming. I’m cummming. OHHH!”Damn it. He brought her off first. Then I remembered they started with oral sex, and we got a later start.. It's just that last week I was sort of going through the same thing you are right now, and I thought you'd like talk about it. If you want, we can go somewhere private to talk, or I can just go away. I won't say anything to anyone either way."Although it wasn't verbal, his answer was immediate, and I simply nodded my head, got up and walked away.Two days later, Shawn noticed me in the hall again, but this time he called me over to him."Yeah?" I asked, feeling his curiosity and concern on the.