But that didn't cheer me, I would prefer to have Jas in my life.The months rolled by. My personal problems gradually receded, although they never fade... completely, but I was working as well as I have ever done, and the sales figures reflected that. One or two of the girls in the office showed a more friendly face than hitherto, but I was in no frame of mind to get involved with any woman, especially one who worked for the same company. Andrew would have taken a very dim view of that. Mike's. I remember having kissed only two girls throughout high school. Two! I knew morons who misspelled their own names who'd had more action than I did. As horny as the next teenager, or more, this led to countless bathroom visits to relieve my ever-rising boners. Short skirts, giggly girls, panties-peeking, P.E. tights, it was all too much for a boy who was always on the edge. If I were a betting man, I'd say no one unloaded more strings of sperm in those bathroom stalls than I did. And every time. With eash stroke I saw the dome petrude out the front from, I felt the warmth as the penis brushed against my balls and sensations of the shaft rubbing against my perniuam, just incredible. I was begining enjoy this a instinctively started to back up into him, rocking very slowly. "nice b*o, just go with the flow, its just a little fun" he says as he continues to dry hump me. Around ten or so minutes now passes with the erected b**st wedged inbetween my legs. He pauses a moment asks if I. Bridget pretty well knew what this horny jock had in mind and she was more than interested. He was just one of the guys she'd been eyeing for quite some time, and that morning as she thought about her planned date that night, her pussy began to get wet and she felt her nipples hard inside the cups of her bra as she anticipated what she and Mike might end up doing together. She pretty well knew that he'd want to fuck her and she was perfectly OK with that. She'd often thought that she'd love to.