The waiter came to the table with our drinks. I wonder if he can smell the sex? He just looked at me and asked was everything ok? (Being as though I w...s sweating in an air-conditioned restaurant.) I just nodded my head yes, pressing my lips tightly together, hindering a moan of pure ecstasy that was trying it’s best to escape. When he turned to walk away I gripped the tablecloth, digging my long manicured nails into the fabric. The glasses almost fell off of the table, but so the hell what,. School started again. Tilly took three more classes. There were some new boys in school. Seven of them lived in an old farm house on Sutton Road. They decided to have a ‘Pig Party.’ Buster Petrie explained to the others that a ‘Pig Party’ was a party wherein each guy tries to out do each other by bringing to the party the least attractive girl that they could find. Once they were there, and had been juiced up with some ‘Moonshine,’ the guys would fuck their brains out. Finding ‘Pigs’ turned out. There I was hanging onto her like a monkey with my cock going in and out like a fiddler elbow when she whisper into my ear that someone was watching us. It took all my willpower to stop myself from cum there an then. I looked over to where she was looking at and there leaning against the wall was a middle age man with his fat cock in one hand and his big hairy balls in the other. I looked back at her to see if she was OK with the situation and she just nodded yes and closed her eyes. I turned. ”“Easy. After a few minutes, I snuck up to his door and heard him grunting and moaning, and I just knew he was jerking off!”“Well,” Beth opined, “That’s circumstantial at best.” “Really?” Laurie exclaimed. “Well, after a minute or so, where I could swear I heard him call my name and he let out one loud groan, so he must have orgasmed.”Becky asked, “You just let him go at it? Didn’t you want to go in and help him out?” “My hand was on the doorknob the whole time.” Laurie sighed. “I heard him.