Lucky boy who gets you tonight. . . Wearing nothing under that red dress but . . .” and he squeezed me. "It's hot. It relaxes me." "I'll say it's ...ot," and he was curling his fingers around my puss, and then pulling up on the dress until it was basically lifted up around my waist. I had stuff in my hands and couldn’t exactly move away from him. He was pressing me against the counter. I needed to be diplomatic. “Daddy, I don’t have any time. Rob is going to be here any minute.” I was swinging. ‘ I did. My cock twitched and spasmed, I tried to kiss her but she turned her head away and I ended up kissing her throat. Breathing heavily against her neck, I spurted thick strings of spunk up into her belly, each spurt was delicious and draining. Finally, I let go of her and she pushed me back, cutting Nicola’s still ranting voice off the phone. ‘Bastard! How could you? What if I get pregnant?’ Steadying myself against the stair rail, I looked her in the eyes, ‘You won’t, I’ve had a. Hell, my whole body was shaking. I kept walking, but had slowed way down. I looked over at them, and just about all of them started yelling. "Hey, hey, hey, you, you in the pink!" Again, I was only sixteen, and when it came to flashing like this, I actually was a bit naive. I really wasn't sure what to do. So I stopped walking, and stood still. I remember looking around, as though looking to see whom they were yelling at, only there was no other girls around, except for me. I looked straight. I looked at her like she was nuts."Hunh? Who are you talking to?" You, you little hussy, that's who."I looked around, then it dawned on me that she must have thought I was a girl because of my super long and still blonde-streaked hair. I smiled, and said laughingly "Hey, cool it ma'am, I'm just a guy with long hair."She looked at me carefully. "I don't think so, miss." She hauled me to one of the big mirrors in the gymnastics room, which was full of girls. They were giggling and pointing. .