I looked over at Ashley. Her panties were very, very soggy. Her hard nipples were clearly showing in her bra, and her face was flushed. I looked aroun.... Most of the chairs still had clothing, and there were no other people but us. "Did I pass?" I asked, grinning. "Oh yes, A plus all the way!" she replied. "I couldn't resist testing your mouth myself." "I loved the challenge," I replied. "I haven't eaten anyone through their panties in... gee... a long time." I reached out and stroked her wet. I am 5’4” with small but perky tits and shapely legs, and because I know that he loves my ass, I wore my smallest bikini and walked in front of him, swaying my hips, whenever possible. I would also purposefully float close to him in the pool and brush the palm of my hand against the front of his bathing suit, feeling his cock which was buoyant in the water - that never failed to make me wet. We were never really alone, but whenever we were out of earshot of the others he told me how. Long or Short?As sick as I am of hearing every story describe the male protagonist’s penis in vivid detail somewhere in the first three or so paragraphs, I have to concede that size matters. The size of one’s story is very telling about the writer. I will say this gingerly and hesitantly - longer stories seem to do better on a whole. I can’t think of a single well-known writer on this site I’ve come across that had all of their stories be 3000 words or less. That doesn’t mean you can’t be the. He poked his tongue across my asshole, sliding it all over my button. I began stroking my cock with my hand as he was loving it. He then squeezed some lube on my asshole and slid his fingers inside. All of a sudden we saw headlights from the windows of the restroom and we stood very quiet and still...slowly they left. I said," we better hurry up!" He replied," We will be okay...besides I'm not leaving until I put my cock in your ass and fuck you!" So with that I was about to get fucked.He lubed.