I put my hand onto his hot throbbing cock and adjusted my rhythm to match his, and he rocked back and forth as we jerked each others cocks. His precum...was flowing in a continuous dribble, long slimy drips coating my hand and dropping onto the floor.My own precum, was leaking out in such quantity, that his large hand made a squelching sound as he slid my foreskin back and forth over my throbbing cockhead.“I’m going to cum!” I gasped as I felt the sensations building deep inside my prostate. He. He would be trapped, sitting helplessly at the table, while the two women went to war. Cecila also knew what was coming, but refused to let him talk about it."Jason, just try studyin'. We got next week to think about and we're both gonna be busy, so worry about that instead of some stupid turkey dinner."Mr. Schmidt anticipated the dinner with glee. His cynicism and secret contempt for everyone in his life came out full force in his mind as he looked forward having a meal with a bunch of people. “Susan, are you sure it’s alright for me to cum inside you?”“Yes,” she said breathlessly.“Well, here it goes ... I’m ... I’m ... I’m cumming, oh dear Jesus god bless America, I’m cumming inside my beautiful sister Susan. Do you feel me inside, giving my love eight inches at a time?”“SUSAN ... RAYMOND! What the fuck are you doing?” mom asked, no she yelled!“It’s really hard to explain,” I said pulling out and spurting one additional time.“Oh my god, I didn’t know my little boy wasn’t so little,”. They called a break, huddled the entire team together, and discussed what had happened. The praise lauded upon Sandy made her shyly beam. Pairs re-formed, this time with boys paired and girls paired, with Sandy and a boy as observers. It was evident from her remarks that Sandy was learning as well as teaching.The school maintenance man entered the room, pulling carts holding a heavy boxing bag and sundry tools and equipment. He and Bob discussed placement of the heavy bag. Once a decision had.