A collective gasp went up from the crowd when Rosie just puked all over the birthday cake.Suzie tried to keep a straight face, but the tear that flowe... down her right cheek was obvious. She watched numbly as her mother dropped the bottle on the dinner table, sending plates to the floor, before hiking her skirt all the way up to her waist and peeing into the large bowl of punch.A few minutes later, Suzie and I managed to escort a struggling Rosie into her room. Suzie was on the verge of breaking. I could feel my own orgasm near. My body was sending huge tremors through my shaft to the very tip of my cock. I knew that I was so close to shooting deep inside of you, but I couldn’t could I? You were one of my pupils!I thrust harder and harder, faster and faster, hearing you sob with pleasure, feeling my cock ready to explode. In the last instant I realized I could not possibly explode inside of you…that would just be wrong, so what if you didn’t orgasm? This was a punishment not lovemaking.. ”She smirked, “Promise?”Dominick sighed and replied, “Yes. We’d better hurry, doll, or you’re going to be late.”They showered and dressed for the day. Mandy went to work, and Dominick put his plan into action. After ordering the flowers and limousine, he made reservations for dinner on Valentine’s Day at the Fountain Restaurant, a chic eatery located in the Four Seasons Hotel.He then got his tuxedo out and prepared to take it to the cleaners. As he felt the smooth material his mind went back. ." lowering my voice, ". . . does she know about you?" What about me, girl?" About your own. . . inclinations?" What the hell do you know about my inclinations? You think you're reading me on that gaydar or somethin'?" Well, yeah. That and I saw you at Miss Rita's last Tuesday night. . ." What the hell were you doing at Miss Rita's? You're a damn child!" Well, I am eighteen, like Cam, but I was just there to look at her photo collection -- there's like thirty years of lesbian life locked away.