Bree grabbed my hand as I stood up. “Please don’t go,” she said. “I’m sorry,” I repeated, and stepped out of the tub. I hurried out of the...room, and toward the bathroom where my clothes were stashed. My mind was racing. I dried myself off as quickly as I was able, slipped out of Teri’s tiny little bikini and started putting my clothes back on. I tried not to think of the kiss, but it was difficult. The way her mouth had slid over mine, the way our tongues had met. And the fact that even though. How did that go?Ehh that part was just OK. He was a two or three pump chump. I remember he pulled out and his sweet cum spewed out of his dick and all over me. That's the first time I ever saw a guy cum. I remember the hot sticky mess. My mother wanted to know what I got on my sheets. Like she's never had my dads cum all over her sheets. I just told her I spilled a snack.After that he'd suck and fuck me whenever we could. He didn't even care if I was on my period.See Jane there you have it.. I let my hand caress his hard member before I pounced on him.“Shall we?” I asked.He just nodded quickly. Not a word was said. I smiled and grasped his hardness, squeezing it.“You’re gonna love this, I promise,” I told him.I undid his buttons and zipper. He was courteous enough to lift his bum off the seat so that we could get his trousers down a little so that I could release his cock. I pulled on it a little and then curiosity hit me.“Did you wank… back there… in the toilet?”I kept stroking. He didn’t even look as if he thought it. ‘If you’d r-r-rather I d-d-didn’t I …’ ‘For God’s sake sit down and stop interrupting me,’ I snapped. ‘S-s-sorry.’ He sat and commenced eating. I returned to my book reading – or pretending to. Even for a misanthropist like me the advent of a new face has its interest. I side spied at him for a while. A pleasant if slightly harassed looking guy, perhaps about twenty three or four years of age, not exactly handsome, but clean and healthy looking. I.