I said, "Kelsey, I want you to get your face as close to my dick as you can without touching it. I want you to get a really good look at it." I don't ...et what you mean," Kelsey said."Like this?" said Melissa.She moved her face right next to my cock and looked at it. Her warm breath felt good."Yes, just like that. I don't want you to touch it. Understand? I just want you to get a really good look at it so if you closed your eyes you would still know exactly how it looks. Melissa, you might need. And after every game we had our own party.Each time I would band myself a little tighter to last a littlelonger. Sure it burned a bit, but it was worth it to spend the nightwith eight girls.Whether or not Anne's parents knew what was going on, I honestly can'tsay. But they were always conveniently somewhere else for the eveningafter every game.Every now and then somebody was able to bring along a bottle ofalcohol. It always made things much more fun. One night, right afterThanksgiving I had. I threw my head back feeling the swell of cum pulsing down my shaft. I pulled out and ropes of cum splayed on her back and slid through the crack of her ass and dripped off of her pussy. She pulled her shorts up as I shivered from the sensation.She whispered “Jump in” as she got in the drivers seat of her truck.SPOVI so love the thrill of getting caught. I needed to risk it right there in the parking lot knowing, all the while, that I wouldn’t cum the first go round with James because he’d. " Maybe we could pretend the whole thing never happened and keep on going like before." Sure. Maybe." Yeah. That'd be good."She looked off to the side toward the bank of windows facing east. A full moon was rising behind a veil of fog - bold yet diffuse."I feel stupid," she added, as if she were talking to someone on the other side of the room. Her wrist pulled out from under his hand.They spent more time eating without talking. Forks ticking and scraping again. Pursed lips sucking in strands.