. OH!!!" She had evidently seen my bulge. I apologised but she stammered "it natural" but I noticed her eyes lingered on my bulge for sometime. She wi...hdrew her fingers and told me I could pull up my shorts. She thanked me for my time and I told her anytime. Both of us trying to ignore the bulge that was still tenting out my shorts. I could tell she was embarrassed and so was I to be honest. I left and figured that would probably be the last Time she asked me to be her patient. I figured wrong. There was blood, my anal cavity entrance was torn, and as he looked into the gape(My ass was still open) he commented that I would be OK, and suggested that I put my panties on to absorb the small trickle of blood.I did as he bade and left the room and the scene of my anal deflowering. I could still feel it, his fat cock deep in me, so I went into a toilet cubical and whacked one out, mixing the pain with the orgasmic bliss and knowledge of his semen running from my wounded ass-hole, my girlish. Patty saw me move, and moved closer in order to kiss me.Soon, I had Patty's tongue licking my tongue, while Kristen's tongue swirled along my dick.I didn't last long with all this stimulation. I felt my balls contract and I shot off quickly. It wasn't the most intense orgasm ever, and I hardly moved in response. Kristen caught my cream in her mouth, and continued to swirl her now slimy tongue along the length of my shaft, apparently in an effort to improve its great (to her) taste.Patty and I. Jezebel was outgoing, sweet, and had the boys going crazy. Jezebel had almost no female friends in high school. She felt they were too bitchy and cliquey.Her friends were almost all guys. She gave girl advice to some of them. She hung out with them like one of the guys. She was a football fan, played video games, and came to appreciate cars.“You’re like a guy’s dream girl!” One of her best friends (and exes) had said. His name was Johnny. She smiled at the thought of that. He was sweet. He was.