Before long, I felt that tingle that started to spread through my body. I continued to stroke, but just as I felt it rising, I sat up and aimed my di...k in to the top of the salad dressing bottle. I let out a slight grunt and I felt myself cum. Spurt after spurt shot out of me and in to the bottle. After several more strokes I didn't feel anymore juice flowing and removed the bottle from the end of my dick. I could see some of the cum on top of the dressing in the bottle. I just sat there. “What the hell is going on with you two,” came a voice over my shoulder. It was my father. “You don’t usually fight like this. I’m disappointed in the both of you.” Much to my annoyance, he had decided to take the next three weeks as a vacation from work. He wanted to spend ‘quality’ time with us. Unfortunately, this meant that my opportunities to be alone with Jenny were few and far between. Each passing day brought more and more frustration. Whenever I tried to speak with her or catch. My response was to smile and say, "You're drunk". With a smile on her face she looked into my eye and said, "Yes, I am a little drunk and a lot horny". We both giggled and I then grabbed her by the waist and gave her a very wet passionate kiss. The feel of her lips and tongue in my mouth made me immediately aroused. After a few minutes of kissing and fondling in the foyer of her home we broke away and headed upstairs to her bedroom. I have been with a lot of women, but never in a woman's. "The boys keep teasing him about a nickname they have given him. If you listen carefully they are always making noises like horses whenever they can get away with it." Jessica said and hoped that she was helping Eric to get out of trouble."Why would they call you horse?" Eva asked as she looked at the tall skinny boy who stood before her who in no way had any characteristics that resembled a horse. Eric was tall at almost six foot but for all of his height he weighed in at one fifty. Eric began.