Then Rachel started talking about birth control. What a downer. Mark was so nice to me, and never made any sort of move that made me doubt that he was...treating me with Christian respect, and then Rachel just threw that in there. I mean, I suppose that I could go on the pill, just in case, but, dear Lord! what if my father ever found out? I gathered up my shower stuff and headed for the floor bathroom. It was early, so I had the bathroom to myself when I got there, which was a relief. My hair. The sensation helped fire her nerve endings, helped her commence the short climb to her impending climax. The rhythmic thrust of his prick along the length of her cunt, the slide of his knob over her G-spot, the touch of the thick base of his tool against her clitoris, the slap of his balls on her fat flaps all helped too. Involuntarily her body lifted off the bench to allow the man’s shaft to be completely imbedded in her slimy wet hole. She loved this fuck. It made her hot. It made her cum.. I was sure to work my tongue around his bulb, teasing his little cleft andenjoying the taste of the same precum that my own cockhead was still coatedwith from our earlier embrace. I could smell the musk from between histhighs and it was making me throb.I consider myself as skilled with my hands as I am with my lips andtongue. Even if I'm blindfolded, gagged and have one arm tied behind myback, I can still get a man off, what's more I'll know exactly who that manis from the contours of his cock,. . me... come... please... need... to..."Deb drove him on, meeting each thrust with a mouth full of tongue and vibration. Neil lost track of the footsteps, the stall, everything and the image of him getting caught just wrapped up in the sensation of Deb's expert mouth. He leaned hard into the wooden wall and clenched, feeling the damn burst in his mind and he pounded his hips forward withouth conscious thought.He stopped with a jerk, his eyes snapped open and Neil started to reach for his.