Justin was supposed to address the smell and wetness of their pussy, any stray hairs, and imperfections, bruises, and welts.When I suggested this idea... I had not discussed boundaries with Justin. I was too nervous even to consider what we were doing and how it might affect him much less to talk about what he could and could not do to me. I had given written him a metaphorical blank check with my body and said he could treat me like the others. I also was acting on the presumption that there are. His dick got bigger and harder as he wanked himself as he watched her drinking her own piss down on top of his.They went back to the bedroom while she showered herself clean. He wanked himself, the memory of her mouth flooded with his piss and then her own really turning him on. She came back in and immediately got on her knees and crawled across the room to him. Her man forced her head back and shoved his dick down her throat, watching the other guy as he fucked her mouth hard. One hand. Shampoo suds are coursing down the front of my body like a river of milk. ‘Very nice,’ says her voice from the other side of the transparent curtain, and I assume she isn’t talking about the mosaic mirror I made out of beer bottle tops. I feel like I’m being circled by Jaws, and the music looms large in my head. ‘Have you been working out?’ she asks lightly. I grin. Now who’s being lame? She is shameless, standing there gazing at me as I wash myself, looking me over, caressing my naked body. I had obviously become a hot topic of discussion, and at first I wondered exactly what had made me so popular, but when I remembered how my sisters often gossiped between themselves it hit me, that all the girls I had been having sex with this past Summer were probably bragging to all their friends, who were in turn blabbing about me all over town.It was a good guess, which was confirmed for sure when Julie Styles, the most popular girl in school and already first choice for that year's.