‘Alex, this is incredible, but I really have to piss,’ I hinted, rolling off the bed and tip toeing my way through discarded clothing. ‘Ahh,’...I uttered as I straddled the toilet and drained my snake. While standing there trying to relax, I thought how difficult it was to pee with a raging erection. Suddenly, there were arms around my waist, hugging me tight. ‘You fell asleep last night, and I want an encore.’ Alex pouted as she pressed her soft breasts against my back. I turned and cupped. I had only been in the school swim club a few weeks, just after turning 16 and moving up to the upper school. I was a typical confused teen, had a couple of relationships with girls, nothing too heavy, kissing, groping, bit of mutual masturbation... and twice all the way. But i had found myself checking out guys also, body shapes and cocks in the changing rooms, pubes, asses, and was unsure of my sexuality. Well, this evening after a good training session, i had to stay and tidy up,. She guided the head of the dildo portion of the vibrator between her thighs and pushed it through the mat of hair that protected her slit.She waswet, but not as wet as she would ideally be.Which, perversely, was just how Amanda liked it.She liked having to go slow, the greater sensation ofthe dry plastic rod sliding into her moist vagina, slowly to avoid the pain.In the dark, she slowly penetrated herself.When the vibrator would go in no further, she held it in place with her left hand while. We dress in fresh, clean clothes and find our way towards the restaurant for the only sit-down meal of the day. I can’t help but notice you are walking just a little bit “different”. It is so nice to be able to sit down to a real meal, not particularly romantic considering the locale, but “real” food served by a “real” person. The meal is good and filling. During the conversation, I ask about the way you just “walked” from the shower. It seems I didn’t get you as dry as I thought. You say you.