I kissed it tentatively. This was different from the throat fucking I'd had last night, now I had to be an active participant. I kissed it and heard t...e man outside laugh. "She thinks she's my girlfriend!" he said. "Come on, honey! You know why you're down there!" His words turned me on and I felt myself getting stiff. I opened my mouth and took the head between my lips, sucking gently, my tongue licking the underside of the rim. He was hard in just a second and started humping against the box.. He wanted to play around with it a bit, and show me something special. Something I was... almost afraid and embarrassed to see. But, I was excited and really eager. I hesitated at first, but then obliged. I couldn't resist his charm... He set up the cam, we talked and I laughed at his funny faces. Then, he began talking in the sexual way that he does when he gets in that mood. He would motioned his hand downward and lick his lips, closing his eyes for a few seconds, then smiling and looking. “There he blows” I said, “Let’s see him cum.” His pelvis had begun to shake and involuntarily thrust. The girls moved aside and knelt next to each other. Chris stood up, took his engorged dick in his hands and began to spray both their faces. Time seemed to slow down as what looked like pints of cum sped forth from his tool and splattered across their cheeks, their eyes, their mouths. As he subsided he made sure he shook all the cum that was left onto them, then I told them to lick him clean.. Nuh-uh, it was the same thing you do in the pool. You put your hand in your pants and move it up and down on your penis. You were, uh… mastulating. Its masturbating, I said out of reflex, and then realized my mistake. So I was right I sighed. Fine you were right. How would you know about that anyway? People talk about it at school, and sex-ed. She blushed. Can I see, she whispered bashfully. Uh… I panicked, thinking quickly, What should I do, what should I do. I made up my mind. OK, I guess..