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He immediately blew his load, I hadn’t even gotten past the initial pain of his entry before I could feel him ejaculating into my bowels. Once we got to the shower, I had him sit down on the bench and drop his towel. It wasn’t very long at all before I could see his cock pulsing in my hands. “Don’t sweat it, I don’t mind” I said relishing the feeling of his cock hardening in my hand as I lathered his heavy balls with my other. I skated through high school (no pun intended), smart but not driven was the label my advisers always pinned on me. His cock was throbbing in my face, and he continued to squeeze the end of it as if he intended to pop it. I bought my own clothes, then having whole ensembles complete with heels and skirts, blouses, tank tops, training bras, bikinis and loads of panties and socks.