I thought about giving Stephy those spankings I owed her, and damn if Big Tony didn't second the idea by jerking upright. But Stephy was rooming with ...aria.I lifted my right hand and looked at it. 'Guess it's just you and me again, ' I thought. At least my imagination had plenty of fodder. Seventy-some-odd girls running around in skimpy leotards, and there were maybe three I wouldn't touch with the proverbial ten-foot-pole. The rest were very touchable.I was thinking of one little blond pixie. That was a neighbor boy named Sidney. He was fourteen, just a year younger at that time. The others have all been girls since then. I prefer girls, but he was a bit of a sissy. Mom and Dad paid them off. Swept it under the rug as usual, so I learned that I could just keep doing it. Mom was still using me, too, and I think that she secretly pushed for me to get away with a slap on the wrist, just because she was proud of me for being like her. Yes, proud! Deep down, Mom began to like me, not. When Duclos and the Master were both spent they left and Meek lay used and crying silently. I and another girl that was working in the garden (Dreamy) ran over to her and observed her injuries. I told Dreamy to run and alert staff but before she even got to the complex they were already coming out the doors with an oldschool stretcher that you carry, basically a sheet between two posts. Dreamy and I helped Meek onto the stretcher and then were made to carry her to the medical wing. I. Those heavy balls certainly must have produced a lot because there was a thick jet of cum. It rocketed out of his cock and it wasn’t a splash it was an absolute jet of thick creamy fluid. First one then three or four more all as thick and heavy. I think I’d only ever seen that much cum in porn films and it all went all over me, all over my lower belly my thighs and my cock. When he’d finished he stood there panting and apologised for the ‘mess’. I said that it was ok as it would wipe off. Then.