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Let me tell you, there was very little sleep for me that night. Jeez, I tossed and turned and fondled an almost constant erection until compelled into getting up around 2:30 to jerk off. Even then it wouldn't go down as the thoughts of what had happened to me yesterday and various scenarios of what else could or would happen to me in the future kept me wide awake and horny as hell.Around four am I reminded myself of the promise of more that coming afternoon and finally dozed off.The next morning I did show up at school and realized that nobody seemed to think I looked any different or kidded me about the cock-measuring contest I'd been in the day before. With a start I remembered that none of the guys involved went to my school, and Foxy, the #%$!@&! that got me into it went to St. Michael's several blocks away. It was kind of depressing NOT to be able to share the adventures with anyone, but I'd promised Claire I wouldn't and wanting more of her I kept my word. I did find myself. But I kept sucking her tits and she told me to undress her a bit and I did. Once I got to her pants I unzip her pant and pulled her pants down and she was wear an sexy light pinkie thong and seeing the bulge of her panties I was like damn. She ask if I wanted to see it and touch it and I was like sure, she wiped it out and my mouth drop because she was packing a big and thick cock and that’s when she get my head and force feed her cock in my mouth. And she began to facefuck me and chocked me when her cock and and a few time I almost threw up and she was like no fucking way sissy. She push me a way and told me to get on my knees and hand and crawl to her as she got to the bed laid back and told me to suck her cock more and get it wet because it needs to be lube now. So I did because for some reason I got really turned on by her. As I was sucking her cock and her phone rang and she answered and had it on FaceTime and she was just talking away telling who she was talking to she was.
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They didn’t know if Pat was going to come home for a second night or not. When that new car pulled into the driveway, both of them hurried somewhere else. But Pat noticed the drapes next to the front door flutter and shadows scurry on the other sides of windows. She knew what they were up to. She just didn’t know how to feel about it. She walked in the front door. ‘Honey, is that you?’ came her mother’s voice from the kitchen. Pat smiled a little. Her mother didn’t even cook anymore, and the only time she was ever in the kitchen was to get a glass of water after playing tennis. She had probably run in there as soon as Pat got home. ‘Yeah, it’s me.’ ‘How was . . . how was school today?’ her father said, emerging from the study with his book in hand. Pat wondered if he realized he was holding it upside down. ‘It was okay,’ Pat said. There was a moment of silence. Pat sighed. Maybe she needed to treat this the way she had dealt with Keith. She just needed to talk to them. She looked.

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