"Well then, I think we should party with our male stripper all weekend. Who's for that?" Mary Jane asked and all the girls and me, of course, gave up ...houts of agreement. So, the weekend it was. "Okay, that's great. Let's start with a suckathon and see who can get Marty's cum in their mouth first. One minute per girl. We'll all sit here on the sofa and Marty, you go from one to the next when I call time. The girl who gets his cum, gets eaten out by Marty, okay? Oh, I guess I should ask Marty if. “Don’t worry, we won’t hurt her. She looks like she’s enjoying it to me.” JoJo was in fact enjoying herself. James had begun kissing his way up her legs with his hands massaging them as he went. At 5’1″ she’d always considered her legs too short and stumpy, but James seemed to love them and the worship he was lavishing on them was getting her even more excited. When James reached the hem of her skirt, he pushed it higher until his hand found the waistband of her panties. He quickly flipped it. The two men left the women seated and went inside to the bar. The man with the dark eyes looked over and Monnie clamped her thighs together as she felt the heat between her legs. She could see the resemblance between the two men, surely father and son! They shared the same good looks and Monnie shut her eyes tight. The thoughts that ran through her mind at that moment made her cross her legs and squeeze tight. She breathed deeply and her friend asked her what was wrong. "Nothing," she laughed,. She quickly said, "Ohh, sorry Bryan" sounding half-surprised. "That’s ok," I said, "I don't mind those every now and then." We all had a laugh. We ended up having to do another hour or so of marching, so I had my shirt off, getting plenty of attention from the freshmen girls. When we got in the car Beth said, “I see the freshmen are getting to you huh?" I thought I detected a bit of sadness in her voice. I said, “Ah, don't worry about that, hell they talk to much" we both had a bit of a.