The warmth of it there sent tingles through my body. But she was not done. She flicked her long clit again and another burst of her hot fluid splashed...in the same spot upon me. This one was even hotter. My belly button overflowed with her clear cum and ran down my sides to the yoga mat. She gave her pink button one last flick and the remaining droplets from her pussy landed on my face. I took my finger and led them to my lips and tasted. She was not as sweet as Ceenie. Actually, she was quite. But he sounds like he knows the drill; I get the impression he was an unofficial junior swamper, even got a little flat water time on the sticks." Interesting," Al said. "I pretty well had my mind made up to invite them out here, but I wanted to talk to you directly. That puts a couple pieces in the puzzle, it gives us some spring swampers, and maybe some we can turn into boatmen yet this year, we'll just have to see. Just looking at the schedule of who's available, spring isn't too bad,. They get you in the halls and feel you up and then they laugh at you when you get mad. Makes me feel like shit. I feel like shit anyway." Why?" I dunno. I can't do anything right. Can't talk to anyone 'cept you, and I hardly ever see you." Well, you'll see more of me, now." I hope so. You be here every day?" No, I'm still in school, too. Just Tuesday and Thursday this term. The rest of my gang will be here the other days." Who?" You'll meet them later. They're all good guys... Look. What is. I left the washroom and John locked the door behind me.I got an email from John three minutes after I left the washroom. He wanted to meet up Friday at his house. His wife was away and the k**s were in a University in another city. John reminded me about the bondage and wrote him back confirming everything. Several days later I drove up to the address John gave me. It was a pretty nice house in an old historic part of town. When I knocked on the door John was right there and practically pulled.