"Mmmm, I guess so. You shouldn't over react like that all the time." And that was it. All happiness and enjoyment, all of the desire and lust seemed ...o have fallen away in wake of a new emotion. Fury. One of his hands caressed the back of my neck and pulled the tie from my hair. His other hand on my hip pulled me further onto his cock. "Over react?" I asked softly. His hand still in my hair. "You think I'm over reacting?" I tried to pull away from him but his arm snaked around my waist and. I'd found, in the past, that most girls liked a little teasing, but they'd let you know when they'd been teased for long enough and wanted the real action to begin. Connie wasn't like that. She never tired of being teased. It didn't take me very long to find out that Connie was primarily concerned with herself when it came to sex. Kaitlyn was like that as well, usually interested in making sure she came, but not really caring if you did or not. Kaitlyn admitted to being like that, saying she. It started to feel like it was taking forever and time seemed to stand still as I waited for his sperm to appear at the tip of his cock. Suddenly there it was a large pearl drop that appeared at the tip and started to flow down the ridge line below his cum hole. This was quickly followed by a very thick wad of sperm heading straight toward my left eye. His aim was good as I could hear it splat against my open eye. When that stream ended my left eye was covered in his sperm and the last of. It was a Monday night and we stopped in a bar for a couple drinks, then went home, had dinner, & sat in the living room to watch Monday Night Football. I was on the couch & my friend was in his recliner. I finished my beer, probably my fourth, and asked my friend if he wanted another one. When I went to get his empty one, I noticed the tip of his cock sticking out of his shorts. When I got back with the beers, I couldn't stop looking at his cock. I guess that after four beers and no sex for a.