She gulped until I was done, and I groaned out loud with the tip of my tongue still embedded in her. Then she moved again and her wet pussy slapped a...ainst my mouth. She yelled once more, “Use your finger!” and drove her mouth down over my shaft to the base. I could feel the tip touching the back of her throat, her tongue sliding on the underside of my shaft. I pushed my index finger against her wet rim and eased it in until the second knuckle was inside her. Gently I eased it back and forth,. An adult store in downtown Pittsburg. I don’t know how at their age they were allowed in the store, let alone allowed to buy something, but I was suddenly desperate to see what was in the bag. The girls noticed me looking and they all smiled at me. “We bought a game,” Jillian said. “Do you want to play with us?” I didn’t even know what the game was yet, but there was only one answer that any warm-blooded straight male could give when presented with such a question: “hell, yeah!” “We were. She came in about 30 seconds but she couldn’t stop to breath….my legs were forcing her legs open so I could keep thrusting the rubber dick into her and she kept begging for more….with her third orgasm she squirted every…all over me, my hands her jeans…she was drenched but I still wasn’t done with her…I took my hand to her clit and forced another sloppy wet orgasm out of her. I finally made her rub her pussy for her last one. After that her body went totally limp. I tied her hands back in. ’ Johnny’s eyes lit up as he danced through the malt shop telling everybody he could ‘We’re getting married!’ Mr. Markie the malt shop owner gave us a special ice cream sundae on the house. We sat and ate very quickly talking about how our lives together are going to be. We took the long way to Johnny’s house that day, Johnny telling everyone we passed on the street the good news. All the while we were walking we began making plans for our elaborate wedding. I planed on having a great big.