.Does that…” I completely do not know what to think or say. But all the right questions that I want to ask her are whirring inside my mind, only I...do not know how to put them into coherent sentences. ‘What does she mean living up to my expectations? Does that mean she has always known how much I have been lusting after her slim figure?’ I only wish I know how to phrase my thoughts right now, but despite my trying, I can only stare at her in astonishment. How could she have known? I have always. As wave after wave of new sensations came across me deep within me I could feel him start to climax the massive hot rod pulsed and appeared to expand within me as jet after jet of hot horse semen flooded my insides. The stallion lay panting upon my back the last flashes of pleasure gave way to reality as his softening weapon slid out of me leaving a dripping wet void that ached to be filled again. I tried to move and he moved off me allowing me to walk the last twenty yards to Wendy. Wendy was. "Then she turned to Ken and said, "All right, Bradley. The loafing is over. Off your ass, on your feet, and come and do something productive."Ken didn't know what to expect but he followed Cathy into her room and she shut the door behind her.Then she went to him, pulled his head down to hers, kissed him warmly and then with increasing passion. Releasing his head she murmured, "Wow!" As she looked at him he could see tears start to appear in her eyes at the same time he could see enormous warmth. Sara was a vision of lust to my teenage eyes; today she was wearing a pale blue two-piece swimsuit which featured a foot of cleavage, covered by an unbuttoned, off-white gauzy shirt. Her heeled three-inch sandals nicely accentuated her calves and legs, nails all done up in bright red polish. She smelled of tanning lotion as I got that impish smile from her red lips, along with a wink."You ready to get that dressing changed?", she asked, her green eyes traveling from my face down to my crotch..