Stiff, like she’d gone into rigor mortis, she came ... and cum she did. My entire crotch and the towel under me was soaked. Jill was a rainmaker, a ...oman that squirted when she came. In all my adventures, I’d heard of them but had never ran across a real one. When she’d finally showed some signs of life, her arms went back around my neck and she kissed me like her tongue would either go down my throat or punch through the back of my neck.I did eventually get her the wet washrag and I think this. So to break the ice, we both said, “Okay now,” together, and assessing the situation, we laughed. But, in between, we came close to each other and again started kissing.I grabbed her ass and in the meantime, she put her hand in my shorts and started to stroke my dick. She then removed my T-shirt and I removed her nighty.For the first time, I saw a girl naked in reality. She had a good pair of boobs, with a deep, belly button and little hair around her pussy.I pushed her on the bed and started. I was surprised when we got there that there was only men there. There was an older guy his name was Russell. I was a young 19 and he and I got into quick conversation. As we talked I noticed his bulge in his pants,I grew curious about why he he looked horny. I asked him where the girls were,trying to take my mind off his pants so I wouldn't grow attention to myself. A lump grew in my throat when he told me that we were at a cock party. I looked at him . "When?"Maggie gasped, "I did not! I just looked down and they weren't there!" She stared at the big brown box, her stomach clenched, a frightened feeling in her chest. It felt like her chest was collapsing into itself. She crossed her arms and shivered badly."Where did the box come from?" Corinne wanted to know. She looked up and down the street. There weren't any delivery trucks in sight. There wasn't anyone around but school kids. Jimmy Hanaker, from around the corner was across the street,.