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I stepped in and gave her a big bear hug. Ashley I had a wonderful time, you were amazing. This was the best weekend Ive ever had in my life. I said, trying to cheer her up. We should just figure out a way not to fall asleep next time! This lightened her up somewhat as she leaned back and smiled. Have you texted your parents yet? I asked, and she nodded. What did they say? She shook her head. No reply yet, but it should be ok, as long as if Im home soon. I looked at her and once again took in her beautiful body. She was such a goddess. She noticed my staring and started blushing. I leaned in and gave her a deep kiss on the lips, momentarily she was surprised but quickly she leaned into me and returned it. I leaned back, breaking the kiss. You neednt blush Ashley. You are beautiful, I dont know how I ended up with someone as amazing as you. You are amazing too. She smiled. You better go to dinner. I agreed and exited my room and closed the door behind me. I wolfed down dinner and. "What can I tell her? But it was absolutely true. I had changed, and had helped Wendy to learn what I really liked, after fucking and being fucked by another guy. It was surreal, and I knew I had to say something.So I told her. I told her about the erotic dreams, and my jacking off in my sleep and later in the shower, told her about the want and my need, my roommate watching me, and then jacking off himself. I told her how I'd sucked his cock, and wound up sucking and fucking most of the rest of the convention away.Wendy started off excited, still fingering her slit, which sounded very wet and ready. She slowed down when I told her about James jacking off, and stopped entirely, just watching me in what I could only assume was horror, or at least distaste, as I related the tale of my first fellatio.For an hour, I told her everything, every scent, taste, thrust, and thought. Everything.When I finished, she sat quietly, not moving, not touching me. Shit, she's pissed. What's she going to.
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