Seems there are more virgins than will admit to it. That's good. Spread your cheeks. That will make this easier. Now, Kyle, you know very well that yo... committed a crime, didn't you? Attempted rape of Mr. Mark Smythe in the locker room ... gang-rape, in fact. Granted, Mr. Smythe can press charges and we would back him up, but it's far better to resolve these things 'in house, ' wouldn't you agree? Especially since this will keep you from getting a criminal record."So, Mark, Kyle, what's it to. She moaned in joy as she could feel her release building up. Her body bucked under her imminent release. In no time we both came together. I filled her pussy with my heavy load. This was her 2nd cum.She came so hard that she fell on the bed with her face down and her ass still in the air. It kept moving in small motions as her juiced flowed from her pussy like a stream. We lay there for a while again kissing each other. This time her kissing was with a lot of love, because of the pleasure that. Gradually my body relaxed enough that I fell into a restless sleep, I was rolling and tossing, looking for a comfortable position and each time I did I roused to semi-consciousness. I don’t know what time it was when I roused for the third or fourth time but as I slowly came out of a dream I felt a hot pressure on my stomach and legs, my rigid cock was forced against my stomach by Tina’s ass. I was lying against her like a spoon in a drawer, an arm over her waist, my erection jammed against. This is… is..’ Her eyes began to fill up again. ‘Getting cold?’ I offered with a smile. Becky nodded with a smile and while Erik Satie’s ‘Gymnopedies’ played softly in the background, we dug in. As for the actual dinner, I give it a B, maybe a B plus, although Becky claimed it to be the best meal she had eaten in years. The shrimp cocktail was good, although I had little to do with that. The chicken was indeed excellent, even I had to admit, tender and exploding with flavor. The angel hair was.