I was on Cloud 9, at that point. And as super-excited as I was, it didn’t take me more than a minute or two to make myself cum, luckily squirting the vast majority of my sperm directly onto the crotch-panel of those previously-clean panties (I said “luckily,” because I have the tendency to close my eyes, whenever I orgasm my ass off). The bottom line was that, thanks to my quick thinking, the inside crotch lining of Cathy’s swimsuit was now coated with quite a good soaking of my freshly-ejaculated sperm. Then, while standing up, facing the vanity, I jacked myself off like crazy. I knew that something just didn’t feel ‘right’ about their relationship.”
“But how did you know to come and get me, and take me over to Sharon’s house last night?”
“I didn’t originally come over for that reason. Instead, they both calmly left Davy’s house, on their way to go swimming at the neighborhood pool.
