Orry I haven't been writing... Here's something I whipped up, with a help of a wonderful person Put it on. We are supposed to be inbed." Why? It's onl... eight." We are allowed to read in bed. And we are allowed to talk - especiallyabout today's movie." What's its name?" I don't know. Anyway. Let's get to bed. I want to read. What do you saygirls?"The others accepted her suggestion, so I had little choise but to followtheir example.In my nightie I went to the bookcase to look for something worthreading."What is this rubbish? This is for girls of twelve - not for us." Maria, shut up. Do you. It was much later when I felt steady enough to examine my situation. Heather still gripped me, her head pressed against me. The night was quieter now; the sounds of a slight valley breeze and a playful mountain stream were all I could hear. They were so banal, these noises; so indifferent to what insanity was happening on this little slab of rock on which she and I stood, close, and yet apart.Indifferent... Were they indifferent? Or maybe it’s exactly the opposite... Maybe the air and the. “I meant what I said. I WILL make this up to you,” she said as she let her fingers slide over my abused cock.“Thank you, Mistress,” I said. I gave her a sincere smile and kissed her cheek.Jess cupped Brent’s ass cheek. “Please CUM again soon, Master Brent.” She kissed his cheek as well.“Thank you. Both of you,” Brent said. “This has been ... quite a memorable night.”And with that, they made the long walk across the hall to Emma’s apartment.The door closed behind them and Jess and I were alone.
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