She yelled at me fuck you again as I opened her door and bolted out.I pressed the button on the water fountain in the hallway, but then realized that ...he water might take the taste of Janis’ vagina out of my mouth. I didn’t want that to happen.For a while, I worried that my phone was broken, but thank God, it wasn’t. I still have those pictures of Janis or rather Janis' tits, nape and chin. I’ve sent it to all my best buds. I sort of wish I had the cell number of everybody who’s ever hooked up. I was only able to hold out long enough to let Connie experience one good orgasm during our first fuck together before I gushed in her with a loud groan, filling her with a heavy load of cum that I had been allowing to build all day.She held me close to her and was whispering, "Oh, yes! Oh, yes!" over and over while I got my breathing under control. I started moving again and was able to grind my pelvis against her clit in a sort of corkscrew motion for about four or five more minutes that. Besides, she barely knew how to dance the guy's part,much less the girl's. The school had also hired a swing-rock band, anddancing to them took a little more skill than either Ken or Jamie couldmuster. There were only three or four couples that were really good,though.Finally, it was over. Stairway to Heaven had been played, thepunchbowl was empty, and Jamie had kicked her shoes off and sat on thehood of Ken's car, massaging her aching feet. She flipped open thepurse, and pulled out the. Turned out she didn't have to bother. I glanced at the window and saw a tableful of women notice me walking by in my slip. Almost immediately, they were looking and pointing and laughing. I could feel the hot flush of shame coloring my whole face and neck.She saw the laughing women in the diner and it cracked her up. As I reached for the door handle, she put the car back in Drive and moved it forward slowly. I had to walk alongside in an ungainly trot to keep even with it as I tried to open the.