I’m not joking.”“Neither am I,” I said, pointing the tip straight at her. “You told me I needed to cum. So that’s what I’m going to do. ...f you don’t like it, don’t watch.”“Don’t watch?” she said, raising an eyebrow, with a mild laugh and an obvious smirk on her face. “So you just expect me to ignore you while you sit there touching yourself? You want me to act like this is normal?”“Sure,” I said, “as long as you stay where I can see you.”“Wow, you’ve got some nerve,” Mom said, dropping her head. Some athletes claim they love this part of the sport; that is absolute bullshit—it is pure torture raised to a high level.My feelings of self-pity were interrupted by the sight of a solitary person sitting on a towel ahead of me. Even from the distance I could tell it was a female in a one-piece swimming suit looking at the ocean. As I approached this unknown female I kept collecting physical impressions of the mystery person on an early morning deserted beach. She had a nice figure with slim. I want my share of your cum. So does April, I'll bet. Is there anything that we can do to make up for our inconvenient absence, lover?" Lorraine asked suggestively."Actually, you could make love to April. That should get the little general back to attention," Dennis urged her."Well, if it gets me a salute, why not? I suspect that Jake would enjoy seeing that happen too," Lorraine agreed.She then grabbed April, hiked up her skirt, and revealed a pair of crotchless panties that her girlfriend. "Not tonight, but maybe the next time we meet, we could get to know each other? You haven't even told me your name. Why don't we go on a date first? I'm free next weekend, so we could go to the cinema and have dinner together then see what happens?"Unexpectedly, tears begin to stream from her eyes, and she jumps off the counter without answering me, fleeing from the kitchen. Have I wrongly assumed something and offended her?The front door slams shut, so baffled, I chase after her, but I see a.