You suck and nibble and drive me to the brink again before you slowly attach my nipple clamps waiting until my body adjusts. I can’t help it, I cum....As I cum you whisper in my ear, “You are such a little cum slut. Cumming again! I didn't say you could, my sweet my love.” You caress me as I come back down to earth. Then you move down again between my legs. You push my legs up and slap that naughty ass of mine. This time it is three smacks on each side, same as before, caressing and teasing. I heard you unstrapping your pack too, and then silence for a few moments. Before I knew what was happening I felt your hand on my belt, and when I opened my eyes I saw you undoing my fly, my belt already open and limply hanging on each side of my shorts. You stole a glance at me, a salacious smile on your lips, and you reached into my pants to let out my cock, which was growing swiftly as you cradled it in you hand. You maneuvered yourself between my legs, your knees resting on my pad, as you. I guess it was more impossible a few weeks ago, but still, even the situation we were already in, it was like a dream. A trance. Like if I breathe the wrong way I might wake up or something.“So, uh, do I need to change my behavior or something? Is there something that changes now?”Taylor shrugged. “Nope. Just the same as, like, when you received the picture. This never happened, don’t blab, y’know, the usual.” She stood up and pointed a finger at me. “Especially Kevin. I know you guys have,. Why does that sink look like a urinal? Why are there men in the ladies bathroom? Is this unisex? Whatever.. let me wash my hands and get out of here. Just as I turn on the water, I notice this nice 6'2" chocolate brother step up to the urinal, watching me from the corner of his eye. I can see him through the mirror watching my ass as I bend over the sink, leaning on it for support. I guess he must not have thought too much of my being there because the sound of him unzipping his jeans caused me.