Already the whispering had started before I copied Poppy's nerve ridden"Hi."The whispering was coming from most of the girls, saying things like"Isn't...she friends with that girl in Year 9?" "That popular girl?" Yeah, she and Kirsty are best friends."After that last well-informed whisper, a bunch of the girl's smiled atus welcomingly. Blondes, Brunettes, Redheads, Jet Blacks like Poppy,all of them were smiling at us. The sudden change in expression fromthe girls made me think back, back to when. . so human squatting there on the floor.She told him, "I know you'll probably burn those prints as soon as you can. Or maybe you and Bobby will want to jerk off to them first!" She got a thrill of satisfaction just saying it and using that term to him. "Just remember, I have the negatives and they are somewhere you'll never get them. I promise I won't show the pictures to anybody as long as... you... do... whatever... I... say." She drew the last few words out dramatically. Realization of his. We both were totally naked and I took him to the washroom. I was filling the mug and then to my surprise, he suddenly grabbed my ass from the back and spanked me (this guy was sneaky and I liked it).I washed his cock and started licking the tip of his dick with my tongue. We returned to bed. I suggested to pour honey over his cock and he agreed. I brought the honey, took a spoonful of it and then put drops of it carefully all over his cock. A few spilled on his groin and balls.I used my tongue. "Lovers" wouldn't even begin to describe what Sandy and I had experienced with each other since that first time. On that momentous night, I had shown up on her doorstep after 10:30 or so and she'd invited me in since she, her husband and I had been friends for awhile. He was an enlisted man in the Air Force and had just left a few weeks earlier for a year's assignment overseas by himself, leaving his wife and two sons behind.The relationship between Sandy and I had all started that evening when.