Slowly the kiss finished and Misha buried his face into her neck, kissing and nibbling her neck with his teeth, his warm mouth moving down towards the...collar of her coat, her head leaning back, her eyes closed, waves of pleasure warming her. She felt him undo her coat and his arms reach in, his hands sweeping up her back, his face moving down, until his open mouth gently sucked at the base of her neck, before rising up for another deep and passionate kiss. ‘Froo,’ she heard him say in a hoarse,. "Your ears look okay, Andrew, let's check down below. Stand up, so I can see," and she matter-of-factly pulled up my penis, looked at my testicles, and asked for the soap."Here," she said, as she soaped up my pubic area, "you really need to keep yourself clean down here. You're a growing boy, after all." She gave a few soapy pulls on my cock and, as you might expect, it began to respond in the manner it was designed for."Oh, look at you. You're getting to be a big boy. Well, let's get you out. And at five o’clock he was waiting out front to pick me up. It was Friday evening, and my work week was over. I did not have to think about returning to the hellhole for over two days.Daniel was funny when he picked me up, he had gotten out of the car and helped me in, and then buckled my seatbelt for me. He had done that this morning too. It was nice for him to be so caring, and I didn’t think much about it. As we drove away Daniel told me that he was going to take me to dinner, as there. Things were a bit tense at first, but soon loosened up when Thomas sank to his knees and removed Mr. Madison’s cock from his pants. When Thomas took Mr. Madison’s cock in his mouth, Betty could actually see it growing. She began to drool and started rubbing her pussy.For Thomas, having Betty watching only furthered his excitement. Mr. Madison observed Betting rubbing her pussy and asked, “Thomas have you fucked Betty?”“No, sir,” came Thomas’s reply.“Well, it is time you did and it is time for.