“Katriina and I are going to a movie,” Mr. Malenkov said when we finished dessert. “You’re welcome to stay as long as you like, Mike.”“Tha...ks,” I replied.“We’ll take care of the dishes, Dad,” Katy said.“Thanks,” Mrs. Malenkov said. “We’ll go change.”We all got up and Katy and I began clearing the table and loading the dishwasher. Once the dishwasher was loaded and started, we began washing pots and pans, and other things which didn’t go into the dishwasher.“Bye, kids!” Mr. Malenkov called. I grunted time and time again as she squeezed my cum out of me into the condom. Rope after rope of semen flowed into her overheated and magnificent body. It was now beginning to flow out of the ring of the condom.... I had overfilled the fucking condom; I had made that much cum. It was now mixing with the cream we had made with my cock around her cunt. What a mess we had made. Her pubic hair was soaking with sweat and cunt juice, cunt cream, and now cum. WHAT a fuck we achieved... I could never. Ipause at the door of locker room to gather my thoughts. My luck, Terihad gym the same time and she helped push me through the locker roomdoor.Since I hadn't brought any gym clothes, all I could do was stand thereand watch as the others disrobed. I had looked at my share of Playboysin my time and had spent some time staring at my own naked body. But nowwatching twenty other girls naked caused a different set of feelings.I sat with Teri and her friends at lunch. Let's say the girls have morein. ” My voice trailed off as I furrowed my eyebrows, trying to figure out what to say.DJ gave me a skeptical look. “You don’t seem particularly inclined to fight for her.”I grimaced. “It’s not that I don’t want to, but--”“But you don’t really look like you want to,” DJ pointed out. “Look at you. Are you curled in a fetal position rocking back and forth in a panic that you may have lost your fiancée? Are you going sex-crazy, dragging the nearest female into your bed trying to fuck away the pain? Or.