Mr. Johnson wanted something far more than controllable, but I kept that to myself. When we finally caught our breath, we laughed at our antics and se...tled into the hot water.It was heavenly.The hot and swirling bubbles massaged us all over at once. Abby groaned as she felt long abused muscles surrender to the soothing bath. Conversation was severely curtailed as we indulged ourselves like euro-trash, or west coast rockers. The snow and ice could go to Tahiti for all we cared as our hour rushed. Well let me ask you something, Little Thing. If all men are the same, why do women take so long to choose?’ He brushed his fingers under my chin and I turned reflexively. His dark eyes were shot through with amusement like arrows with flaming tails. ‘I don’t think all men are the same,’ I replied, ‘I think all people are the same. And they’re all part of the same great mush. Man, woman, or child.’ ‘You think I’m an asshole, don’t you?’ ‘Whatever gets you off.’ He smiled as if this were. I lapped and probed her opening with my tongue and was rewarded with her sticky cream as I licked the remnants of my own cum from her pussy. She fell back and lay there panting. I had never witnessed her cumming so hard and couldn’t help but be curious as to the trigger this time: Was it her reminiscing the Fetish Story to me? Was it my commitment to desire her even more if she fucked another guy? Or was it me licking cum form her pussy… my own cum? Either way, she climaxed harder than I had. K.a Sergeants Samuel and Stanly Kolbe are two more members of the Lost Boys. They're fraternal twins and about as different as two sides of the same coin. They're big boys, about ten centimeters taller than I am but that's where the similarities end. Sam is as dark as Stan is fair and built like a brick, kind of like me. His body doesn't slope down from broad shoulders to a cute narrow waist like the heroes in the vids, no, they go straight down, just like a brick. And let me tell you there.