”“Oh, that’s weird.” I remarked.“Yeah.” she agreed. “Maybe I’m swelling or something. It is the right time in my cycle for that, but n...rmally it doesn’t affect me this much.”I could swear Molly just enjoyed getting me hard knowing I couldn’t do anything about it but go to my room. But she was right – I hadn’t had sex since my last time with her, and even with me jacking off regularly, this was beginning to drive me crazy. Molly went silent after that, getting her food from the microwave and. Anyway, when I finally came, you know, orgasmed… I must have peed. I had drunk three glasses of ice tea at lunch, and he had me leaned across his desk. But I got his rug all wet. Thank God he didn’t freak or anything.”“Erik’s good that way. I suspect he was more amused than anything. But don’t worry, he’s kind of like you with piss play. He’ll do it if he’s with a friend who’s into it, or sometimes just for the hell of it, but he’s not big time into it.”“Anyway,” Deborah continued as she stood. There was no mention of Murzuq or the training camp.When I looked back at the boys, they were both wide awake but quiet. I guess they were studying me as I had been them; then they began to get fussy.They started tensing up and their little faces started turning red; I wondered what was going, on then it hit me. They were taking a poop - both of them at the same time."Oh my boys, you are still connected to the same clock," I thought. When the natural color returned to tell me they were done, I. His growl told you what he craved. The passion of his kiss and the way his hands felt you fuelled a hunger that you knew and enjoyed so well."We can't," you gasped but the desperate words were futile. For you knew what he wanted, what he craved. His hands explored and soon pressed up between your thighs, the hem of your skirt ruffled around his wrist as his fingers claimed you.His hot breath on your neck, his mouth nuzzled as he whispered naughtiness into your ear and teased his tongue against.