He was wearing a condom as he stared at Barbara jerking himself off. She figured he would be the next one to fuck her. But then as Barbara watched, he...leaned back, groaned and filled the end of the condom with his sperm. She could see the end of the rubber sack fill up as his sperm drained from his twitching shaft. He sat up, carefully removed the tight fitting condom from his cock and walked over to Barbara. ‘ Open up and eat this, you fuckin’ cum hungry whore. Let me dump this in your mouth. ”“So if you ended up in that house with Zack leaving and Jack arriving, what would you do, next time?She though for a few seconds. “I’d call you. Or someone. Alice, or Childline or something. I’d do something, not nothing.”I kissed her cheek again and she snuggled into me.“You’re amazing,” she murmured.“You’re amazing,” I squeezed her, “anyway now you’ve had that experience and come out the other side and learned lots of things. From the boarding and the party and the house. I still think how. . Both emotionally and physically. My heart was racing with all the thoughts and visions in my head. And if it weren't for the fact that I was sitting at a table, it would be clear to everyone around that I was excited. "You alright pal? You look flushed". Peter finally asked. "What? Oh... Yeah. I'm fine. Just a little blown away by it all. I mean... It all sounds so intense." It is intense." I have to admit. The thought of Debbie being in that position is almost intoxicating. I never even. My hands grip your arms. I touch the place on your shoulder where I know you have a tattoo, although I have still never seen it in person. I look up and you kiss me with such force that I gasp. My toes curl up in my shoes, and I press myself into you. My arms around your neck. A break in the kiss. You disappear again briefly and my shirt is gone. Stomach to stomach, chest to chest, our hearts are trying to break free – beating with such force it’s as if they have fists. They are in a rage. We.