"I pulled her back tight against me, though she struggled feebly and protested laughingly, moving her head around to keep me from consummating the kis.... "No fair! Cheat! Cheat!" she cried, but she was laughing gaily as she said it. Then she relaxed again, pushed her delectable body against mine once more, and replaced her soft arms around my neck. "Oh all right, greedy Gus." And she gave me another nice soft kiss. She pulled away sooner this time, however, but it seemed that she didn't really. She silently formed the word, ‘Count, count, count…’ She repeated the word until my foggy brain deduced her meaning. ‘Aw, shit,’ I said thinking I’d only mused it until the room erupted in jeers. I shook my head. Regaining my composure, I gave them an upside down Mona Lisa smile and counted, ‘Twelve.’ I was so pleased with my self. I watched little Camille’s face crumple. Terror struck, ‘Oh m’gawd! No! Oh, my gawd!’ Aloud I said, ‘Master, that’s right, isn’t it? That was twelve on my left. .uh...a while?". I said it like a question. Darlene put my hand back down on the table, leaned to me and said, "I have had this thing for you Peter since the first time Melody brought you home." She stood up then, took off her silk top showing her luscious tits with the same beautiful brown nipples Melody had."Eddie won't be home until around 3:00 A.M. Peter. I have wanted to fuck you forever. If you want to fuck me then come on down to the bedroom and I will be ready for you." With that. It was more than obvious that I already had a huge erection, as my boner pushed against the fabric of the gym pants. “See, he likes the idea,” Carol said, referring Jill to the bulge in my pants. I sat on the couch. Carol knelt on the floor in front of me. Jill, who had followed Carol and me into the living room, took a seat on the couch next to me. Carol ran her fingernails over my stiff rod, still restrained by my pants. “Does that feel good, Michael?” She knew that it did. “Yeah,” was all.