This explained the smell she felt earlier as well! Ethan had masturbated while Sandy slept just a few feet away. She had goosebumps on her skin and sh... couldn't take her eyes off the cum covered tissue she was holding. By what she understood, semen's texture changes pretty fast. This meant that Ethan had cleaned up not so long ago, maybe a few minutes before Sandy woke up. Still in utter disbelief, Sandy couldn't move. It was impossible to explain what Sandy felt about cum, she was just. And she was insatiable at a time when mostgirls were scared of sex.She was notorious for offering herself to every boywho crossed her path. She didn’t seem to discriminateby race or looks, although I heard that she did turndown bullies and conceited rich guys.And the funny thing was that while the girls hatedher, all of the guys treated her with respect. Theones who had been with her told me that she wasincredible and they were always ready whenever shewould summon them. I noticed none of. And here I was fantasizing about him. Erotic thoughts about him were coming in my mind. Oh god I did not knew what I was doing. He had a sleek Mercedes. A black colored. Both us got in to the Mercedes. Both of us were quiet. I felt like a whore. I was taking this guy to my house for a nightcap. Will it stop there? I guessed no. He would fuck me. This is what I wanted. I wanted to get fucked by Kent Falconer. It’s now over a month since I last have had sex. I was dying to get fucked. Even if it. In fact, she was scheduled to arrive in a mere five minutes. My apartment was located near the club we would be spending the evening at and we had decided to reach it the old-fashioned way, on foot. Unfortunately, that proved to be a bad idea. At least for my friend. Less than a minute before she arrived, it started pouring. And it was not a refreshing little drizzle, it was a veritable downpour. In fact, it was so bad that, by the time she finally reached my apartment, she was soaked from head.