There was loadsa juice bubbling out of that big slit in his bell-end.He tried to stuff his dick back into his baggy jeans but even though his jeans we...e well baggy he still couldn’t get his dick back inside coz it was so big and stiff. There was no way this horny mosher boy was gonna lose his erection. Horny boned up goth boy.“I didn’t know you goths had cocks!”I still had my hand on his shoulder. I was loving the physical contact with this gorgeous cute as fuck mosher.He said it again.“I don’t. ....your sure your alright with it?" Sighing with frustration I said "yes!...stop keep asking me...that's about a million times now" Sarah's hurt look prompting me to apologise "sorry" I smiled warmly "it's just....I really want to do this but I'm nervous aswel, I suppose I'm worried if you keep asking I might back out". Sarah, understanding and patient as always admitted she was also nervous, probably Bertie too. After all, it was a first for them all.The next night as I got ready for Sarah to. It seems that the star of the football team had asked her out, and she wanted to accept. She said that she didn't feel right having Doug spend the money on her tonight if she wanted to start dating someone else.Doug then asked, "Can we still go to the Harvest Moon dance together?" As soon as he asked that question, he realized how stupid it must have sounded. He regretted asking that but could not take it back.Debbie said, "No, he also asked me to go to the Harvest Moon dance with him and I. Just being here, standing in his presence, his palace - it was the work of an entire lifetime for a name so sullied, ousted from the inner circle since the ascension, scraping and saving for every guinea that pushed up my breasts so visibly in the corset. The elaborate evening gown made each step a calculated consideration, every breath a labored bosom heavy with effort.But the air had nearly vanished completely with my first vision of Versailles. Marble and stone polished white. Statues and.