"Don't you ever quit?" she laughed, a reference to my earlier question."Don't you ever quit?" she laughed, a reference to my earlier question. She squeezed my cock tightly, then released it, before working her hand toward the head and squeezing it once more. "I like your mousetrap," I said, pushing the tip of my finger into the recently deflowered opening. Beth laughed at my feeble attempt at humor. She was slowly masturbating my cock now, alternating the squeezing with up and down movements of her hand. "I don't ever remember him rising so quickly again," she whispered. Just then Ellen came down the stairs from the loft. I turned around just in time to see her throwing a white terry-cloth robe over her naked body. Her tits were quite a bit larger than Beth's, but her nipples were actually smaller. "What the hell is going on down here?" asked Ellen. Beth laughed. "Did we wake you?" "All I could here was someone screaming 'Fuck me in the ass!' Wouldn't that have awakened you?" She didn't seem mad, just interested. "I told her to be quiet. Now I'm embarrassed," I said. Ellen laughed. "If you're as good as it sounded, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. It would be a good idea to go wash up, though, after something like that." I blushed. "You're right, will you please excuse me." I pried myself away from Beth, then walked quickly past Ellen. I couldn't help but notice that her eyes were on my erection. I washed thoroughly, even my balls and anus. I had no idea what might happen the rest of the evening, but I wanted to be prepared for anything. I dried myself by running a towel back and forth between my legs, making sure I worked it well into my ass crevice. |