I could hardly grab it, as it was really thick, but not very long. Started to stroke him slowly and directly I felt a finger beeing pushed into my but.... I couldnt take it anymore and I just came and came and it was soooo good...He sat on the edge of the whirlpool and pushed my mouth around his cock. Just some seconds later I felt him shooting his load into my throat. I swollowed as much as I could, but felt it drooling outof my mouth and on to my chin.He stood up and took his swimpants up. Now again, have you been in any trouble at school?” he said.“Yes. I was caught fighting again. I was told next time and I’m looking at a week’s suspension. As it is, I have to stay after school an hour every day for the next three days as some sort of enforced study hall. ” I said looking downward while blood was running out my nose.“I know. They called me. We talked. Tear this in half, stick it each nostril, and tilt your head back.” He told me handing a paper towel to me.I knew the drill; I’d. " Still unconvinced.Where do sexual fantasies come from? A lot of places I'm sure, and as far as I'm concerned I don't care where the fuck they come from. They're just my fantasies.Tori thinks too much.But that's just my opinion.I have no idea why I get wet when I imagine some man or woman watching me do myself. All I know is that it feels GOOD when I think about it.And it feels better---waaaaay better---when someone watches me for real.Way better.Like last Thursday afternoon when I laid this. She was wearing a white bra. She reached back and unhooked it. Then she tossed it onto the other sofa with the sweatshirt. I found myself wondering if a white bra on a black girl meant the same thing as a black bra on a white girl or was it just a white bra. I did not ask. She pulled my shirt off. We hugged again. It was wondrous. She started to unfasten my pants. I helped. Then we did hers. I knelt to remove her jeans. I slid her panties down. I leaned forward and kissed her in her pubic hair..