This was all too much for me and the tingling in my stomach, and the hot flush started to build and pass through my body. I dropped against the door a... my legs went weak and the orgasm started to flood through my body.My mind was in a spin and before I knew what was happening Janet had allowed Paul to enter the bathroom, while she continued to stimulate my clitoris causing my body to jerk and spasm Paul was stripping off his shorts and top and getting his nice fat long white cock ready to enter. With my eyes closed, I can truly feel and focus upon the twitches, both between my fingers and between my lips. His hands brush my hair thoughtfully out of the way and come to rest on either side of my head, he does not guide me, but I know he likes to hold back my hair, and I appreciate his kind, loving gesture. I continue to descend, slowly, taking more of that symbolic, powerful anatomy into me. I want to ingest it completely, I want to swallow it all in a single satisfying gulp, but I have. It worked out well because that was who I wanted to date. I didn't seem to care too much about what they were like. Just what their status in high school was. That meant basically how good at sports they were and how good looking they were.As for me, I was your stereotypical cheerleader. Tall, thin, athletic, cute, long legs, perky breasts, and a flirty personality. In my Sophomore year I attracted mostly Junior boys, and a few Seniors as well. I suppose I attracted a lot of Sophomores, too,. Paula is just slightly shorter than me with dark hair in a ponytail, and has just turned 19, with a high flying job in the city. She has a big house, and lives there all by herself, and has converted one of the rooms into a play area, and sometimes invites clients along whenever she had a spare moment with herself being a dominatrix.I first met her about a month ago now, her car had broken down, and I had given her a lift back to her house where upon she had given me a guided tour, including.