Dale certainly is not an angel, after all this kid is going to be a father at 18 as he impregnated a local bitch on a drunk night out, that's what we ...re dealing with here.It wasn't also a novelty for Dale to get drunk and do stupid shit, regardless I could not take him home like this, my friend trusted me, that won't be ok.What to do then?But while I was thinking what to do with this fucktard, Dale interrupted my train of thoughts.“Shhhtop...I have to pishh” he said, I barely understood what. I hesitated, as I had never had any form of sex with a woman before. Letting her suck my cock was one thing, but going down on her pussy, was quite another. But knowing her cunt was full of Randy’s cream made the decision for me. I was down and tasting male cum mixed with female cum for the first time. Another first.I remembered the old Southern Civil War song, Goodness gracious how delicious eating goober peas. That is how I felt eating this mixture of cum. Goodness gracious how delicious!My. " Do you guys tell each other everything!?"Natalie had happened to *wander* by scant minutes after I went back to my room. She was sprawled on my bed, wearing a long flannel nightgown (her normal sleep attire), while I was comfortably ensconced in a pile of throw pillows on the floor. At my semi-irritated remark, she rolled over to the side of the bed and looked down on me."Well, almost anything," she said lazily. "Not our waterfall conversation, but just about everything else." 'Waterfall. My stomach faced straight up; I hope she wasn't in a punching mood. I laid perfectly still as if maybe my motionless body would be invisible.There was silence after I heard the door shut and lock. Then my bed shifted as if someone was climbing onto it. My body tensed every muscle as I felt a body drop onto me. My pillow was pushed away and I stared up to Camryn."After a week of you mysteriously getting ill every time I call or see you come home from somebody else's house, you sure do look well.