The person in front of him keeps bumping against him, pressing his bladder. I reach down my pants to stroke my aching cock. Thinking of Jarrod is maki...g me hard and precum is dripping down my shaft. I try to type one-handed but struggle to avoid errors. I close my eyes and enjoy the way my dick feels in my hand. I enjoy myself for a moment. Not wanting to finish yet I let go of my member and return to my story. We return to Jarrod who's bouncing rapidly to distract his mind from the ache in his. This time, my hands went down to her clits. This made her moan. Since we weren't concealed from view, I put my hands around her mouth to stifle her moans. It didn't take me long to blow my load for her again, this chick was hot as hell and I couldn't help myself. This time, I blew my load inside of her. She loved it. We both pulled up our pants and shorts. She gave me a kiss and then introduced me to her team. I left soon thereafter. The next day comes and she texts me. "Meet me at the gazebo. He didn’t want her to become just another low self-esteem club squeeze, at all. He would intervene if someone got rough, but no one had. He held her hands in one of his and picked Raise your Weapon by Deadmau5 for the next tune of her soundtrack, figuring eight more minutes was enough time before asking her how she was doing. He knew she was special and suspected she was doing just fine. He had fully expected her to refuse the threesome in the hot tub, and she hadn't. When she wanted more. I'll bike instead."Jack wasn't the type to just back down. He was a negotiator by trade."You want to bike or you'll look uncool. I want to take you or I'll bebummed. I'll take you part way, then you ride the rest. We'll eventake back roads to avoid detection."Bo grinned to herself. He was being sarcastic, but it was a good pitch.She put on a puppy dog face and in her best "Aw, man..." voice mumbledacceptance.Jack didn't buy it, and blew her a raspberry kiss. They went.