Cuddled up together on the bed in white oversized t-shirts and shorts. Their legs, arms and slender bodies curled in and out, delicately wrapping arou...d each other. They looked so perfect, comfortable and complete. The sight of the boys together felt like a never-ending foundation of layers and layers of boys, like decadent layers of moist sponge cake and double-thick cream blending carefully together. “When will they wake-up?” I asked impatiently with my heart doing a break-dance in my chest.. When she turned to look at Daphne's bed she wasn't surprised to find it empty and she put her glasses on to get a better view of the rest of the room. She spotted Daphne through the open door to the balcony and pulled her flannel nightgown tighter as she stepped into her slippers and followed her friend to the balcony."Daphne are you alright?" Velma asked, trying to suppress the shiver against the night chill."I'm fine," Daphne said, watching the mist of her breath rise into the air with each. Then he tapped on it. What a fucking amazing, incredible, erotic feeling that was. I was a bit more prepared this time and was able to ask to cum. “Cum?” Master would not settle for that though and said, “Tell me more, what is it you want bitch?” “Please Master, you fucking bitch whore needs to cum!” I pleaded in a desperate wail. “Cum,” He said. I trembled as a powerful orgasm ripped through me. He was relentless with that dildo and kept with his totally amazing technique. A few soft strokes,. I borrowed a buddy’s car and pulled up in front of the Wilcox home bright and early in the morning. I brought three bouquets of roses, Red for Loretta, white for Marta, and yellow for Liz. That and a huge box of chocolates allowed me to spend nearly the entire day with Loretta. The day quickly turned overcast and drizzly. Loretta and I did not care a bit. It felt good walking down the streets in public with her tucked under my arm. Well, she wasn’t under my arm exactly, the top of her head.