. uh ... intentions?" My 'intensions?'"I decided I shouldn't dance around the issue."I don't want you to ... go farther with me because you're feeling...bad about our break up."She looked very seriously into my eyes before responding."Randy, I've never done anything with you that I didn't want to do." But would Sharon..." I began to ask, but stopped when I saw her assured expression. I remembered the shared look between the girls when Sharon released me to leave the apartment with Gerri.She. She realized she was breathing heavy; she wasn’t sure if it was from the excitement or the physical exertion of pulling herself up and down to do all the work. It was probably both.Up and down, she worked her pelvis on his manhood, flicking away at her button and she actually started to forget about the guy who was inside her until... Brent grunted from between her thighs and Emma was startled at the feeling of his cum exploding inside her. Her vibrator had definitely never done THAT.She. I knew he wanted her as badly as I did and he was satisfying her, filling her with his big cock. Something mine couldn’t do anymore. I saw his nuts begin to tense and so did Pat. She shouted out, ‘Cum on her pussy, not in it!’ Pat had control over these guys as well because Mark pulled out so just the tip was inside the entrance and his nuts pumped their supply of cum at her throbbing pussy’s entrance. Kathy’s legs clamped down on my head even harder so I couldn’t move as Mark’s cum. My protegé (or should I simply say 'friend?') Trudy, the prude, the long-haired with velvet-blue headband on my left, was tall and thin, and being 14 years old, was the oldest and most conservatively dressed of the bunch. Being the older man in the situation, my duty was to shield her from such prurient interests. But it hardly seemed appropriate to interfere with her socialization with girls younger than herself.Though it had started out with me simply being her math tutor, we discovered other.