I’m sure the man was going to say something but just as his mouth started to open the door opened and Jon walked in. He was still naked (as I would expect) and he sat along the bench from the other man. We had ignored each other teen but after a minute or so Jon said to me, “You look like you’re ready for a bit of girl fun, can I fuck you?” The other man’s eyes opened wide, I don’t think he believed what he heard. slut His eyes went wider when I replied, “Yes please, I didn’t think that anyone was going to ask me.” I bet the other man was really kicking himself. Jon stood up and walked in-between me and the man. He stood facing me and I grabbed his dick. Within seconds it was hard enough to enter me and I put it at the entrance. Fortunately the bench was at a height where Jon could easily fuck me and he went in and out for about a minute before we both came. In a way I was surprised that I didn’t cum before Jon, I was very close to it before he came in. Jon pulled out and sat down beside me, his wet dick starting to go down. When it was soft he stood up, said, “thanks love” and walked out. The other man’s face was a picture. I don’t know if he blowjob blonde believed what he had just seen. Before he had time to compose himself I got up and went out and had a shower. Jon was still in the shower when I got there. He smiled at me then said, “Enjoy that did you? Meet me in the workout room in 10 minutes.” As I walked out of the shower I saw Jon sat reading a newspaper with his still semi erect dick lying on his legs. Suddenly, I shot a load into her mouth which she swallowed. (Finally) Pam pulled her mouth from my dick to say, “I’m sorry”. “I am the slut racecar. I was so horny I couldn’t help myself. Grabbing blonde teen a condom I rolled it onto my cock and coated it and his hole generously with lube. I led blowjob with my middle finger, girl and gently moved my fingers along her outer lips. “Really! It's your choice. He finished his food very quickly and went to Brian’s room. When she said that and Sue did not back me up, I left, and was soon divorced. “That's fucking right,” I told myself. Then I lost control.