" Wayne cum, doing that little high-pitched squealhe always does when he does. It's so funny it always makes me laugh. I didnow. David he laughed too ...rom over on the couch. Wayne then kinda slumped off and rolled over, halfon the board and half off, laughin' hisself a little, his redhot hotdog dickbobbin' in the air, a little shit on the top of it too. "Let me go now," Billy said. "You all done hadyour fun. Let me go." "And let you kill us?" I said. "'Cause that's whatyou said you was gonna do. Even though we were both slippery with soap and water, chests still pressed tight against mine. With a little smile, she ran a hand over my thigh. "Pretty much though, right? You've only slept with what...one guy?" Blaine's hand traveled over my bottom, but she didn't spank or squeeze. She just left it there, casually. "Two," I corrected. My heart was racing, but I tried not to let my arousal show. "Maybe I just don't need a cock in me at all times." "Maybe you don't like cock at all...". Our web-cams transmitted, faithfully, all of our actions while we chatted and told each other, what we would do, given the chance, to our respective bodies. Seeing the copious amounts of his cum, as it spewed from the end of his delicious looking cock, was all the reward I wanted and could get. Until, that is, I mustered up the courage to invite him over and sincerely meant it.But, before this coming Saturday, I wanted to be ready for his entry. I wanted to be absolutely certain that discomfort. She could hear the soft rain against the window – the perfect weather to stay cuddled in bed.As she settled deeper into her pillow and comforter she could feel a warmth develop within her, a feeling of arousal. Chelsea could feel her nipples become hard as they brushed against her tank top, but then she felt Michael's arms wrap around her, one underneath, curled and holding her right breast, and another wrapped around her waist, on her thigh, close to her mound and treasure.Chelsea became more.