I was hoping that I'd get to spend that cumload in another way.When Stephanie came out of the bathroom, she was only in the jeans and pullover top tha... she'd had on earlier. I regretted that she hadn't brought a sexy nightie or some kind of sleepwear to put on, but she simply hadn't.Before we realized it, both Stephanie and I were conversing about her recent years in college and I gradually worked the discussion around to try to determine what Stephanie's sexual orientation really was. I. My dick was very hard and it was making a visible tent in my pant and I am pretty sure she would have noticed it too. Well, she actually did because in the next 2 minutes, her hand rubbed my thighs continuously and reached over my dick. I can feel her trying to know the size of my dick.“What a bitch she was, I never knew she had a slutty side within herself”.She was feeling the thickness and length of my dick while I was struggling to keep myself still and from cumming in my pants. I was. They would not call her an 'abnormal' person, they would isolate themselves from her, excommunicate themselves. There would sometimes be a few others who would see her different, they would see her as a delicious wild flower, a deliciously rare wild flower who deserved to chase whatever satisfied her. They had a similar mind and outlook oppression on sexuality however exotic. Unfortunately, these types appeared so rare that she never heard from them, they kept to themselves, chasing and feeding. I pulled up my pants and sat onhis bed. I was dazed. That was a crazy moment. I guess I must have putmy head down while my brain was trying to take in what had justhappened.Willam came over and stood directly in front of me. He put his hands onmy shoulders. I looked up, and he was grinning. He bent down and kissedme on my lips. His tongue pushed out between my lips and swirled insidemy mouth. His tongue tasted strange and salty. I realized what he stillhad on his tongue and in his mouth.I don't.