‘Are you still at home? I left my briefcase in your bedroom yesterday and I need it for my presentation today. Can I come by and pick it up?’ Juli... agreed to me dropping by and hung up the phone. Julie was at home today due to a pulled muscle from extracurricular activities from the previous day and she was soaking in a hot tub, relaxing to her favorite CD. Julie told me to use my key as she would be in the tub and just lock up when I left. The hot water was working to soothe her aching muscles. "I tried hard to relax, but it still felt like I had a gallon of water in my ass. A few seconds later, it hurt a little less. I laid still. "Ready?", he asked and I nodded. Once again I felt more water running inside me. It took three more tries, but eventually I had taken the whole bottle full.He told me to lay still for a minute. I clenched my jaw and waited. It felt like my stomach had stretched out a yard. A few seconds later I felt something cold and hard pressing against my little hole.. Then I took his cock back into my mouth again. It was more of the same from then on. Hands on head, hard deep pumps, I'd gag, he'd let me take a breath and then I'd suck some more. I don't know how many times we did that, but then I finally felt him tense. But this time I knew what to expect. So I tightened my lips around his cock before the bursts of hot cum filled my mouth. I guess I swallowed instinctively, but even though I got most of it, some still dripped from my lips. When he pulled out. He teased her mercilessly, she ignored him. The innkeeper’s wife paid attention. She was a petite and bossy redhead with sparkling blue eyes that could shoot looks fiery enough to kill. I had overheard her complaining to a renter about it. How dare her husband show interest in a girl of twenty-three! I tucked that fact away as a treasure.Twenty-three. That was Sofia’s age.She was tall, about my height. I passed for eighteen, even though I was still an adolescent schoolboy. She was Mexican, but.