He bought me a drink that I didn’t want, and -”“Y’know, you females think you’re so good at lying, but I can see right fucking through you -...��“I don’t even know him!” Jessie threw her arms up in frustration. “I really don’t! If you would just fucking listen to me, we could talk about this shit - we could talk about how you missed another goddamn therapy appointment today.”“I didn’t -”“You clearly did -”“Well maybe I wouldn’t even need the therapy if I wasn’t dating a lying, cheating whore!” He. . Oooohhh Goooddd! I'm... I'm going... going to... cummm!" With a sudden deep-throated groan, Daphne began to vibrate uncontrollably; and then the minister too released his own damned up passion. His cum churned through his boiling balls, up through the tube of his expanded cock and surged into the teenager's wildly clasping cunt. He shoved his tongue harder into her mouth and cupped the globoid cheeks of her firm white ass closer around his pumping penis as he beat a wild tattoo against her. They didn’t, and it looked like it was going to be over relatively quickly, so I headed back to the hotel. It was easy slipping in. I had a quick shower and slipped into bed with some girls that were both amused and aroused at what I’d done. I did apologize to Beth about visiting Cancun without her, but she wasn’t upset.Our bus trip through Miami the next day was like driving through a wild celebration. There were people everywhere, dancing in the streets. I asked what was going on. Chuck went. Amanda looked better but of course she had no idea of what had happened and why. I knew that Mina suspected something but we had not told her anything, and it would probably stay that way. After dinner I took Amanda aside as I wanted to have a few words with her."Amanda, would you forgive Ryan if he came back to you?" What? But that's stupid. Why should I forgive him anything?" Because if it happens, that is what he will ask for: forgiveness. I guess that he will have something to confess, too,.