“That can be arranged”, said Mr. Barton. “I will make sure that they will never forget the experience! Here’s what I suggest …”Both boys w...re, in the meantime, surrounded by an ever increasing group of girls, some giggling, some grim-looking. Their penises remained rock-hard, given the cock-rings that prevented the blood to leave their organs again. Girls were slapping them, scratching their glans, hitting their testicles, and there was nothing they could do about it. Thus, they were almost. Finally I am getting to fuck the pussy I dreamed about!Her words triggered me and I pushed her on the sofa now and stood next to her. She was lying down and I pulled her tights down and I saw her white undies, already forming a big wet patch. ‘She wasn’t lying about her wetness’ ,I thought to myself! I removed her panties also, and now she was there lying on the sofa all naked and horny and wet and begging me to give her my cock. I asked her to suck my cock to make it harder. I told her to suck. .."That's when recording time ran out.That arrogant SOB – how dare he talk like that. But at the same time my pussy started to flood and I turned the vibe on high.I was in the middle of a big O when my phone rang. It was Terry.I was trying to catch my breath and at the same time answer his call."Did I interrupt something? Got a fuck buddy there already?"He sounded cold and distance."Terry, NO!" I tried to get my breath back."No one is here. I miss you and I was getting myself of with the vibe.. I sit down, but only to pull off my shoes, socks, shirt, and leggings. Then I sit on his bed, bouncing happily, as he closes the door and gets settled. Dude, I whine, looking up at him through the blackened auburn color that has manifested in my over-dyed hair, and wiggle my chest in a childish yet sexy manner. He grins and pulls off his shirt, flinging it onto his laundry hamper and stepping out of his jeans. Just teasing, man, he responds, pulling my legs apart and climbing into the bed,.