He follows. There's no one back there, so you enter a stall with him right behind. No time for anything fancy here, you just want him to fuck you, to ...eel him come inside you, and quickly. He drops his shorts and sits on the john. You drop yours and back down into his lap, his cock entering you easily. His hands move around under your blouse to your breasts, playing with your nipples and squeezing as you start to move up and down his shaft while you rub your clit.You can see yourself in the. Taking it with one hand, I took hishand with my other. "Why don't you sit here by me Ken? That chair is sofar away."Hesitantly he sat down. Placing his hand just above my knee on theinside of my thigh, I released it. He left it there.I looked at him and said, "I am nervous too. I have never been with aman before."I leaned back against the couch and waited. Soon his hand gave my thigha brief squeeze. Turning to face him I smiled. "You know you are my bestfriend and I would never hurt you."Taking. It was twenty minutes until the bell would ring and I was asked to hit the ball to them. One section seemed to be safe for this and I hit the ball high into the air. The other boys too soon joined. Each was very proud to have caught a ball that had been hit so hard.This was not the game of 21, it was just catching practice for the boys. It got more efficient as more boys gave me balls and I at one time had all five balls in the air at once. When the bell rang they quickly gathered their. “Get his cock out,” Amy instructed. I could do this with my husband. It was strange and exciting but reassuring to know that he was part of it. When had he come back? When had he set this plan in motion? Undoing belts and buttons, I finally released the eager lump of flesh within. It wasn’t my husband’s cock. I felt sick with shock as it sprang up in my face. It was big; much bigger than my husband’s, probably two full inches longer and noticeably thicker than his - and it was ugly with a.