“Good. I hate that I can’t spend real time with Paul, but I know I just have to be patient.”“Graduation is in four weeks,” I replied. “Whe... are you telling Mom and Dad about moving in with Emmy?”“Monday before graduation. I don’t need the drama for the next three weeks.”“Did you get your application in for Harding Junior College?”“I did. I met with a counselor last week and figured out a class schedule that will work with the job at the diner.”“That’s good.”“What are we doing today?”“We were. In my mind’s eye, I see it as a missile, ready to penetrate my body and cause me to explode, I also envision it as a fire hose, ready to put out the burning need deep inside me. A small, thin, clear drop forms at the tip. It seems so innocent, so pure, so out of place. Leaning forward, I flick it away with a quick, tentative lick, and I hear his breath catch momentarily. The taste of that drop is sweet, as is the sound of his breath above me, and I savor both immensely. But now that my tongue. "You'll need a condom," she said shakily, "There are some in my purse." "I don't think we need to bother with any of that," he said, and started to press his silky, swollen manhood inside her. Her husband looked over as he passed, and saw the look on his wife's face at the moment his boss thrust in and bottomed out inside her. Her eyes were as wide as saucers and her mouth frozen open, the collar pulling back on her neck to give him a good view of her furiously bouncing breasts as he drove. She was not big into masturbation, only occasionally positioning one of the hot tub jets on her clit and cum that way, but that was nothing like this. As she felt her pent up orgasm start to rise, she felt Kevin’s finger slide into her tight ass. Kevin’ started sucking on her clit and she felt herself start to cum. Her body uncontrollably shaking as the spasms ripped through her. Kevin crawled up next to her as she was sandwiched between the two young men. She laid there trying to catch her.