I can feel his hard cock through his shorts. I hope I can take it. I reach under my own shirt and tug at my bra, the underwire held in place by the we...ght of my tits; and toss it to the floor. I stand up and lead him to the bedroom, pulling my little t-shirt up and over my head as I go. I turn to look to him and he’s way ahead of me, he’s standing there naked, cock hard as steel with a glistening of pre-cum at the tip. A hungry look in his eyes. His cock looks amazing, I’ve never been with a. I thought my dick was broken for a moment, but it just bent over a little.“Oww,” I said. “Get off for a minute, please?”“Did I break it?” Jennie asked breaking into tears. The girls got up as well.“No.” I said. “This happened before, but now it hurts ... so I have to wait until I can do anything. Stop crying, Jennie, I will be alright ... I promise?”“Let me see?” Jennifer said reaching over. “Michael, you are bent.”“It has happened before; I would prefer not to talk about it. This time, it’s. ”“The night was just a blur actually,” she tried.“Oh, come on!” Ms. Brendan teased, “You’ve done great up to know, please don’t ruin it now.”“Just pretend,” Donna reminded herself. “Just pretend...” “Oh, okay,” she blurted out. “I really enjoyed what we did in the car yesterday.”“There you go,” Ms. Brendan approved. “But be a bit more specific. I need to know a bit more about what we did and your feelings, emotions, about what we did. Then I can make the experience even better.”“I’m in a food. I had worked hard all week and was totally exhausted, so I fell asleep the second my head touched the pillow. But the long, restful night I had hoped for was cut a little short&hellip, Okay, make that a lot! I was startled awake by the sound of the doorbell ringing. In order for you to understand just how loud our doorbell is, consider the fact that I make a detour whenever I pass near the door just in case someone is at the door. Goddammit! I swore and muttered something like, He better answer.