“The guy is addicted to his cock, Harry,” Dick’s eyes were red from the beer we stole from my parents and drank last night as he looked at me an... winked. I turned even redder, if that was possible.The year was 1969, I was 13 and lived on an island in the middle of the Indian ocean 3 degrees below the equator. Mahe was the main island of a group of more than 100 peaks of a granite mountain chain sticking up out of the expansive ocean.“Damn Ralph, let’s go,” I yelled out of desperation and. I was thinking heavily of some of the girls I had been with and was about to cum when the door handle turned and the priest came walking in. He was wondering why the light was on at 2 a.m. in the morning. I tried to cover up, but it was to late. He had seen what I was doing. I could tell he was furious by the look on his face and he pointed down the hallway towards his office. Red faced and ashamed I pulled my pants up and walked to the office. Once inside he began to talk to me and tell me how. He was draining me not only of all my cum but of all my energy as well.“That’s it, slut, let me hear you moan as you cum.”It was well over twenty minutes since I first felt Tony’s meaty pole slide inside of me. His rhythmic motions had elicited countless orgasms from me. I felt as though my body was melting into the sheets.Another ten minutes went by and a few more orgasms. Then I felt his hands clamp tight on my arms. I opened my eyes and looked into his. He had that ‘I’m going to explode. Twenty minutes later they were pulling up to their home and as soon as they were through the doorway Aimee took on the part of the aggressor. She pushed Chad against the wall and grinded her hips into him as she pushed his pants down and helped him step out of them. Then standing back up she lifted her skirt and turned around, slowly pushing her ass back against his cock as she reached back between her legs to guide him inside. ‘I can’t wait to make it into the bedroom Chad, fuck me here.