She longed to touch them, to rub them but her arms were held fast and Jenny didn't seem interested in them.Time and again Jenny felt Kelly start to bu...k, pressing her pussy against Jenny's lips and each time she lifted her head and waited for the tremor to pass before resuming her nectar collection like a busy bee at an orchid.Restrained as she was Kelly could do nothing to help herself cum as she knew she must to give Jenny what she craved, what she herself had craved the morning after her own. She was very patient. She knew something was up. She could only hope it was something good.It wasn't."I got good news and bad news," I told her. Not very original, maybe, but an excellent way to brace someone. Josie had always been attentive, a real good listener.She was certainly all ears now!I waited for her to say something, and when she didn't, I soldiered on: "Bill thinks I'm ready to make my debut as a pitcher -- in game situations -- in a little higher league." That's wonderful!" she. All I have is one room with a twin bed, a desk, some brick and board bookshelves a microwave and a refrigerator that makes the one in your home look big. My tiny bathroom has a sink but its faucet also serves as a showerhead. I get to my parent’s place once a week and mom does my laundry.“I eat most of my meals at the dining commons starting with breakfast at 07:00. The rest of my time until getting back to my apartment at 22:00 or later is spent in class or in the library doing research,. I wear women’s underwear exclusively, and panties or pantyhose virtually 24/7.Whilst I have gotten as used to life in a chastity belt as one can, I still find myself gong to sleep and waking touching my nether region in pathetic frustration before reigning myself.Psychologically the effect is to reduce me to a state of extreme malleability and submission. I find myself surrendering sexually to just about anyone, I do not enjoy sucking cock or being fucked by another man, but it does meet my.