Just as I felt the cum boiling up to the surface, she turned and looked at me, smelling my finger, staring down her dress. I'm not sure if she noticed...the movement of my arm as I jerked off or not, but she turned around and started to move through the lineup of people in front of her just as I shot my first load of cum. It jetted out and I watched as it landed on the back of her dress. I stepped up behind her as the second shot came spewing out, landing on her cotton covered bum. The third shot. I want you to fuck my pussy until I scream and fuck my ass ‘til I scream louder.”Perhaps now would not be the right time to offer her some of the hors d’oeuvres I had prepared earlier in the evening.My left hand was still under Jenny’s butt so I slid my right hand down until I could slip it under the very short dress which was now bunched up around her waist.Jenny reached down and pulled the dress up and over her head, then pulled my head down until I could reach her breasts.“SUCK my boobs,”. But we still played sports together; were inthe same class at school; and, anyway, teenage romances never seemed tolast long so our preoccupation with sex didn't really cut across ourfriendship. I can honestly say Barry's gayness never concerned me atall. He was my 'best mate' and something as trivial as sexualpreferences wasn't going to get in the way of that.What did finally part us, however, was university. I wanted to work inthe field of fine arts either as a curator, conservator, or for a. He moved back and I panicked. Then he dropped to his knees and took my hands into his.“Cheyenne, before all these people, I declare my love for you.” He was very formal, but I liked it and my panic turned into wobbly knees. “Will you be my life companion?”“Yes, my love. Yes.”Putting his hands on my naked bottoms, he pulled me closer and he darted his tongue over my clit and slit before he slipped it into my pussy.“There is one condition,” he said while standing up, with his cock still very much.