They were quarters from her piggy bank wrapped lovingly in tissue paper so they would neither clank nor make a noticeable bulge. I began feeding them ...nto the machine, choosing the unlubricated Trojans. They popped out of the little slot at the bottom and I stuffed them into my suit pocket, getting twenty of them in less than ninety seconds. I figured that would be a sufficient supply for my remaining time in Wheaton. Becky had assured me she had a suitable hiding place for them. I believed. Her hands reached for my cock as it went in and out. I was getting closer and asked “Can I cum in you?” “Umm, I would but I think you should outside.” Shanna said that unprotected sex could get her pregnant and I secretly wanted revenge against her husband. I told her that my precum had already been leaking insider her for nearly an hour, and she was already risking pregnancy, so why not enjoy it? She didn't know what to say, as she held onto my balls. I could feel her get wetter or at least it. I stared in fascination at his young manhood; his skin so soft and smooth, just a light dusting of pubic hair and the alluringly soft, smooth pinkness of his penis. Being only 14, he was not what you would consider large in size, but by the relaxed flaccid size of him it was obvious that he was no longer a little boy. I could feel his heavy breathing under my head, and it's sound and motion reminded me of an exhausted lover and I began to feel incredibly turned on. As I watched with growing. “I’ve been a little naughty a few times, though.”Mike recognized the game immediately. Eve would drop a line like that, about being naughty, thereby inviting her father to ask more questions.“Really? Naughty like ... how?”Even kept her eyes on the television while she spoke.“You know. With a few of the boys.”“No, I don’t really know, Evie. Why don’t you tell me?”“I don’t know, Dad. I don’t know if you want to hear about it.”“I’ll be the judge of that. Now tell me, how have you been naughty at.