They pulled into the sleek glossy black garage. As the door closed behindthem, John got out, headed for the main house, Danny followed.He followed Joh... through the door to the house, through the modern chromeand black kitchen, into the living room. John popped one of the DVDs he'dpurchased at the video store, actually that Danny had purchased with hismouth.John sat on the long sleek leather sofa facing the large, flat-screenedtelevision. He patted the cushion beside him for Danny. Danny. “Boys just want to get laid,” she explained. “So do most men, actually. Why can’t us ladies be the same way?”So, I became a bit of a slut, myself, but this story isn’t really about that. I just wanted to give you a bit of background. The story I really wanted to tell you happened one Saturday night in February when my BFF, Chelsea, was spending the night. Yeah, I know. Kelsey and Chelsea. We tell people we’re twins, even though I’m the tall brunette with ample boobage and she’s the tiny little. Why don’t you let me take care of that?” Without waiting for a answer, I turned to face him. Reaching down between us, I cupped his balls in one hand as I began to stroke his erection with the other. He started humping his hips with the rhythm of my hand and I could tell that he was loving it. “You like that baby? Want me to make you cum?” Leaning back against the wall of the shower, he closed his eyes and moaned “Oh yeah. God that feels so good.” Taking my hand away from his sack and. " Ok, let's keep it simple.Do you want to be dominated right now?Yes or no?" Yes." Good.When I come back downstairs, I expect you to be standing in the middle of the room, naked."I walked upstairs, resisting the temptation to run.I gathered up all the equipment I thought I would need and headed back downstairs to the kitchen, where I picked up an ice-cube tray.I rounded the doorway of the lounge to see Helen standing in the middle of the room.She was naked.She stood with her hands by her side,.