"Rick guffawed out, "Yeah, that was mighty darn sneaky, ya little rat you." While the grin spread across his face.Galden then spoke in a confused and ...omewhat pleading tone, "My Lords, please, I do not understand the reference. How and why, would a 'Bolo' cause a 'Revolution'?"Mike explained with a shudder, "You saw what they considered 'Haute Couture' in landscaping. Just imagine what they must be serving as 'Haute Cuisine'! God, I am so glad we didn't stay for lunch."Rick tossed in, "Yeah, no. .. One of the many jackets that had started my jacket fetish/ collection... I didn’t know where to begin with it at first, was I to strip completely naked, try it on and have a wank whilst wearing it? Was I to lay it on my bed and give it a good fuck like I had fantasized for years? Or was I to simply wrap it around my cock, give it a fuck that way and cum all over it?I picked it up and the feeling of holding the jacket for the first time, I’ll never forget. It was super silky and just glided. They didn't sleep in the kennels, instead the five of them would find a room and sleep in a pile of naked flesh.Quietly standing in the corner behind Diane's desk was a nervous, coffee-skinned girl. She had thick, curly, black hair that piled about her shoulders. She was naked and looked uncomfortable. I figured her age was seventeen, and she had a nice pair of round, plump tits and a curvy figure."There you are, my pet," Diane purred.I fell to my knees, my two bitches heeling me. "You summoned. “I think I can.” She reached down in between her legs and spread her pussy lips wide for me. Oh how I wished my fantasies would come true. But I knew they never would, after all I’m just an average teenage boy, nothing special. At least that’s what I thought. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I grumbled grudgingly as i stared into the depths of my cereal. I had another wet dream about my teacher and this one was the most vivid so far..