His orgasm fading and his prick shriveling, he became a dead weight on her. She squirmed and he rolled off of her. His c**k slithered free of her hole. He sprawled on his back and tried to catch his breath. He was astounded at how similar this time had been to his first.
There were four of them in the house. It was empty except for them. Jake was the oldest, a senior. Paul and Jimmy were both juniors. The one girl, Rachel, was a sophomore. It was a lazy, aimless Saturday afternoon in late May. Outdoors, a gentle rain was making the spring green look even brighter and fresher.
"What should we do now?" Jake asked lazily. He was tall, skinny, and had bushy blonde hair.
"I don't know," Paul answered. He glanced around the card table, from Jake, to Jimmy, to Rachel. She was a pretty black-ha
