"Alright," Eddie replied, still looking a little uncertain. "Why don't you go get the coolers. Are we going to have to run out for ice?" Probably," Lu...e replied. "But, we can ask Jase to pick it up on his way back." I'll do that," Eddie responded, and a moment later they were both leaving me to deal with the hamburger. I'd just placed another patty on the pile in front of me when the phone started to ring. I didn't move to get it, thinking that Eddie was close to it, anyway; but when he stepped. Now don't get me wrong, I love sex. In fact I can't live without it. But there is just something about finishing a guy off so that I can watch him cum that is so very hot. I’m just 19 years old and in love with the male orgasm and cum. A little studying online and I discovered that I have a cum fetish. It sounds kinky, but hey we all have our quirks. The first time I saw a guy cum was when I was in Jr. High. My parents used a high school girl who lived across the street to baby sit me and. ‘Are you okay?’ I nodded dumbly in answer to her question.‘I haven’t even started to show you how I can make you feel. Stay with me tonight, please?’ she pleaded.Suddenly embarrassed at my nakedness I was unable to answer. Lynn stood up quickly, reaching for my hand, she pulled me to my feet. My skirt fell back down as I stood but my blouse remained open with my unfastened bra draped to my sides. I looked down at my exposed breasts, she put her fingers under my chin and pulled my face back up. I screwed up and didn't leave early enough to get to the ambush site before the stagecoach. However, there was no holdup on this day, so it made no difference. I was already there, so I decided to spend the week in Sweetwater, instead of heading back to Roswell. That way, I could ride out to the ambush site and spend Wednesday night there. I can't say that I liked the prospect, but it was the better of the two choices.Sweetwater was a big town as a result of the railroad. There were three.