I had to come to you ... and I wasn’t even thinking of trying to drag it out of you.”“Gabrielle, I’ve tried a thousand times to think of a way...to apologize to you, but couldn’t find the words that would properly say just how sorry I am. After a while, I convinced myself that you wouldn’t want to hear it. You would probably have moved on and I would be just an unpleasant memory. It became easier to carry on with my new life and not inflict myself on you.”“How noble of you,” she said, but not in. I cum twice before you start slamming into me harder. I see Captain Lila come out onto the deck to watch us. She stays under the canopy, out of the rain. You see her and say, “Come here Lila.” She steps out into the rain and stands next to us. You say, “Get ready, I’ll have a job for you soon.” You pound me harder and harder and I know you’re close. I throw my head back, letting the warm rain splash onto my face as I cum one more time. My pussy clenching on your cock causes you to cum with me.. I bet not a lot of girls can say they did that… at least not in the 6th grade. Normally I take the number 9 bus home from school. My parents both work, so there isnt anyone to pick me up after school. I simply take the number 9 bus to a stop about a hundred yards from my house. Once home I let myself in, make myself a snack, do my homework, then watch TV for a couple hours before Dad gets home around 6pm. Mom usually gets home about a half hour later. That gave me an idea, maybe I could get. The girls had a coffee, my anxiety was too great waiting for Lynda to leave before I could find out just what happened. Lynda eventually left, we saw her out and as we reentered the house Monica started to spill the beans. 'God his cum was thick ' was the first words she said, 'what' I questions 'did he use a condom'? 'no we didn't fuck, I didn't let him', 'why' much to my disappointment, 'I just let him lick me out and God he was good at it and I gave him a hand job', he made me cum a few.