”“Push me down,” he ordered, placing me on top. “Now watch.”Wham-o as he pulled my arm underneath, rocked on his elbow -- or something along...that line, too fast to tell -- and spun me over. From on top to spread-eagled underneath, it took not a second.“Two points, huh?” I managed.“Two big ones,” in no hurry to relinquish me. As he was staring at Led Zeppelin, though, I’m not sure to what he was referring.“Ever hear of Stairway to Heaven?” I asked, his shorts against me making it an opportune. It was a small oznglass dome building without all the infrastructure of a residential dome. They used it to grow tomatoes, lettuces, peas, capsicums, etcetera.Some of the native critters had been in the paddocks, and the boys thought that fencing might become necessary to some extent, particularly on the forested sides. It was why they had decided on a greenhouse for the vegetables. It also stopped them seeding in the wild and kept the unwanted insects out.Ian had found plans for constructing. "It's soaked! How can you possibly sleep on that?" She walked over, looking down, once again turning towards me as though seeking some sort of explanation."Ah ... that's Collette's fault. She ah ... she ah ... squirted," was all I could think of to say."Squirted?" Mom said in surprise, her eyes widening. "Oh really! I wish I'd been there to see that!"I almost fell over."Hurry up now Brian, I'm sure your dad's waiting. I'll finish up there, and get some clean dry sheets," she added, suddenly in. I slipped three fingers inside and began stroking. She said, “Damn! Make me cum! If you do it right I’ll squirt on you!” “And I’ll suck up every drop!” I promised. “That’s the kind of talk I like to hear,” Amy purred. Get ready. I’m going to put you inside now. Can you feel my pussy clenching you?” I sure could! “Plleeeaasee, do it some more,” I begged. That’s when Angelina began to squirt. Some women dribble, but she spurted copiously, drenching my entire head in her bath of love. “Oh fuck.