Chapter 12
by 
jimbobstar
Cool as a cucumber?
It's not fair that you're sitting there
"-WHAT!???"
Like a cat's that had its tail stepped on you jump-yell out. Oblivious to your seating, or more nervous for that matter, your dick first hits the sprouting dildo before grinding itself again the kitchen counter.
This leaves a wet, translucent smear on each of the surfaces. With that, your dick springs up hitting your belly. Five sets of eyes hone in on the sounds of flesh hitting flesh. That left them gawking at your lower half.
A painful silence ensued as each person was looking at each other. It was getting increasingly uncomfortable. This was not withstanding them all being naked.
"It was me...OKAY!!!"
A burst of confession broke the awkward stalemate, you weren't sure how to approach these women.
