My tits were exposed to the fresh air and oncoming bikers but I didn't care. I was HOT!Riding that far, I got to 71st Street and felt I might need to ...o to the bathroom. I didn't think I could get back to my car and head back a few blocks to the gym. I knew there was a bathroom around 55th Street. I started back and then decided yes...I needed a piss stop. Wearing biker shorts, they were tight. I went to a stall and pulled down the tight biker shorts to my knees. Whew..just made it. The place. I asked Tom if he had ever seen a girl squirt. He explained that he had seen it online but never in person. I asked him if I made a mess on his hardwood floors in the living room if he would be mad. He said no, can you squirt? I just smiled and said will you come eat my pussy? My husband sat up, I looked over and said no I want Tom to try it, if that is ok. He said sure go ahead, I'll watch. I looked over at Justin down the hall and gave him the come hither face, to my surprise he began. And they won. A LOT. Their school was very well known for producing national champions year after year. That meant, among other things, scholarships. Yes, for cheerleading. Even full rides to some major universities. Being on this squad looked great to college teams. Being captain of the squad looked even better. So yes, the competition was fierce.LunchZane got to lunch and was quickly joined by Carly and Sara. They were both eager to tell all the things they had already heard just that. He kept saying “I’m so sorry I’m so sorry” I got up my ass and legs lie they went through a grinder. He looked up at what he did. ON MY GOD IM SO SORRY as he criedI went into the bathroom and cleaned up tears in my eyes as I tended to my wounds. They were not as bad as I though only a few gashes but my entire ass and the back of my thighs were bruised raised red welts and on fire. I composed myself and walked out, There he was still in the chair tears in his eyes. He said he was so sorry then.