..I'm sorry" I stammer.She assures me It's a perfectly normal reaction while still holding my shaft in her hand. She runs her hand up and down the len...th of it a couple of times squeezing it. She then squeezes the head. This was just too much for me to handle. My cock starts to twitch and I have a premature orgasm right there in front of her. It was throbbing and it shot 6 or 7 big loads in the course of a good ten plus seconds.I let out and satisfied little moan, but I was completely mortified. Panties are inexpensive, but a good bra isn't cheap.With the chores out of the way, I could try to get hold of Eric. I didn't get any answer when I called, and there didn't seem to be any strange cars in his parents' driveway when I went past. Was he even home?That completely ignored a larger question: should I be doing the calling? Wasn't it the boy's duty to call the girl? Didn't he pay court to her, not the other way around?When I was younger I used to be so very smug about how the guy. “You might say so. Finn. What nationality is that?”“My father claimed to be full Irish, though it was his grandfather who immigrated to the US in the 1800s. He said that’s where I get my red hair. And my temper,” I laughed.“And the blue eyes?” Oops! I usually wear green contacts with this wig but I didn’t bring those with me.“My mother is as Swedish as they come,” I said. “She’s tall and blonde and blue-eyed. I don’t know why I couldn’t have gotten her hair as well as her eyes.”“You’d look good. He said not at all. He said it wasn't a problem at all as his best friend was the bartender and he was hitching a ride with him because his car was in the shop so he was just going to just sit there and wait for him to get off. He said it was going to be a couple more hours. By the time Christi finished her wine his other table had left. That's when I came up with my plan. I told Christi I needed to go to the restroom. I actually looked for and found Rob. I asked if he could leave when we did.