Looking at anything but him, feeling embarrassed that I had actually admitted that to him."I've been on the verge of pissing my pants for days, myself... Martin." He said, laughing, his eyes shining with mirth.When I pointed my two bags out as they glided along on the conveyer belt, he said, "Jesus fuck, man, you pack like a woman." and laughed again."Well, I really didn't know what to expect in the way of weather and activities so I tried to be prepared for anything, you asshole." I quipped,. Her boyfriend's load was spilling out between us and raining down on my balls. She leaned forward in the tiny cubicle and placed her hands against the bathroom door for balance; then, using her knees, began to pump rapidly, my glans ramming her g-spot until she began quivering uncontrollably. I wet my finger and reached for the puckered star of her rear; brushing against it, I knew I had found her Achilles' heel. Taking my cue wordlessly, I inserted my middle finger swiftly up to the knuckle. I positioned myself behind Jenny as I felt Misty’s head come between my legs. She wanted to watch as I fucked this little vixen and she had herself in a perfect position. As I slid back into Jenny’s warm cunt she raised up using my girls legs to brace herself up. I reached up and grabbed her hair and forced her back down to Misty’s sweet pussy and I started thrusting harder. Then I reached behind me and grabbed my girlfriend’s head and pulled it up to my balls and she started to lick my balls. " Good idea. Don't sit around and do nothing. The only reason I don't go crazy up here is because I'm working all the time." I know. I'm sure you're lonely. I feel sorry for you. I wish you were here." I do too, Dory. But this summer will be over before you know it and we'll be back together again." Yeah," she said, but it didn't sound enthusiastic.We talked for a few more minutes before hanging up. And then it hit me. She had called me Steve, not Stevie. What the hell did that mean? I almost.