So four out of nine. I grabbed the bottle, took a breath, and spun it around the room. I could feel each fiber of the carpeting scratch my knees as I ...aited for the bottle to slow. I looked in temporary horror as it slowed and skirted passed Kaylee. Just as it looked like it was going to stop on Chelsea, I lost my balance and fell to the floor, rocking the bottle into one of my best guy friends. “Guess it’s your choice” he laughed, and luckily there was no argument after my fall. “Kaylee” I. So I hung there for what was probably fifteen agonizing minutes. I was very happy to hear him returning and he knelt to stare me hard in the face as he said, "If you try and escape me again I swear that you will regret it. I haven't done anything to you that will leave a lasting mark... yet. Don't try my patience again." He sounded very menacing and I was trembling with fear when he finished.He lowered me back to the floor and untied my legs. After giving me a few minutes to revive Ken helped. I took a (fresh) apple and went into the study. As expected – hoped? – there was email from Rachel, Osaka is an hour ahead of Perth.That cheered me up. I'd had another – um – discussion about my "Journal." I was very stubborn: if it was my journal, then it was my journal. There might be spelling errors to be corrected (there weren't), but otherwise it was mine. And I was still reading the Keneally, and getting ever more irritated by the behavio(u)r of the authoritative British. [That "(u)" is. Stroking it and rubbing the under part of my tip with her thumb. With each stroke and each rub I shot more and more cum."Good boys" she said. She began sucking my dick. Still ejaculating into her mouth then shoved her head as far down his monster cock as she could with my sauce still in her mouth. Then back to me for more and back back to him again. It was so erotic and so hot that I never went down. I was ready to go again already."Your turn" as she grabbed his fat rod and pointed it at my.