When I seen the biggest cock in my life hanging between his legs. Tom motioned for me to come in. The heat was nearly unbareable. He made no attempt t... cover his huge cock. He asked what I was doing later, and what time the steam room closed. My shirt was soaked and sticking to me. The thin uniform shirt was nearly transparent. He must have seen me staring at his cock. He moved his legs letting me see his large balls. I snapped out it when I heard him asking if I was alright. Yes thanks I. I sucked and cupped him into a state of absolute bliss as he muttered "damn girl" and "oh fuck" but he obviously didn't want to cum just yet so he pulled me up off the floor and lay me on the bed. He lay in top of me and kissed me passionately again before asking "how long do they usually go at it for?" I told him "they've been drinking so it'll be ages before daddy cums". He seemed pleased with this answer and proceeded to kiss his way down my body, stopping to tease my nipples again before. I was mesmerized by the sight of her and her most private location so on display, even if it was behind cloth. After several moments of staring first at her framed pussy and then, after she turned, at her well-rounded bottom, I glanced around only to see that there was no traffic on the street, either vehicular or pedestrian. When I turned back, she was again facing me with her camel toe so very pronounced. Still she ignored me.I made a decision.Slowly walking up to her when she next turned. Always on the fringe of the in-crowd, I knew in those circles that you couldn't take anything for granted. OK, Sharon'd kissed me - she'd kissed me good - and she'd seemed to enjoy it. But surely I'd look like the kid I didn't want her to see if I assumed this meant we'd be 'going out.'The next night, in the basement of the old house she lived in with her parents, I took the bull by the horns."Sharon, is there anyone else... ?" How could you say that, after last night?" she almost yelled, hurt.