Abigail responsively arched her back as her body tried to give me even more of her tits. I smothered my face in her cleavage."Oh, Kyle," Lindsay gentl... moaned.Abigail's tits were wet from my mouth and tongue. I looked to the other side and pulled Emily closer. My mouth lovingly attacked her tits as I sought to achieve the same wetness."Ohhh!" Emily moaned.Lindsay moaned loudly which drew my attention. Surprisingly, Abigail was softly pinching Lindsay's hard nipples."Wow!" I responded."I saw. It was as if the machine was singing directly into his soul . . . which, of course, it was.Burt's foot, then his entire leg, began to move in time with the beat of the song. He felt like . . . dancing? That was impossible because he NEVER felt like dancing, even when he was out with Cindy.By and by, Burt became aware of what his lower extremities were doing. It prompted him to look to his side to determine if anyone was watching him. He blushed just a little when he saw the two deliverymen down. "I had a feeling he would send you. I'm glad you're here. Please sit." David gestured a delicate hand towards one of the couches.The man nervously sat down and seemed to be stirring the courage to speak again."He asked me to ... he told me to say good-by to you for him, that he won't come to see you anymore and that .... that he sends you his regards..."David sat back in silence and fumbled with his shapely, feminine hands, fingering a small doily he found on the settee. "I see," he mumbled. He picked me up right after school and drove me to his frat house. Usually we go straight up to his room and fool around, but today he lead me straight to the living room where his frat brothers were sitting around watching TV. One of the guys stood up to grab the remote and shut the TV off. Some of the guys cleared one of the couches and they stood on the other side facing it. Mark lead me to the couch and asked me to sit down and he got down on his knee. My heart started to beat really fast.