Her eyes flew open in confused shock, just as the chloroform soaked cloth clamped down over her nose and mouth.Her bleat of alarm whispered past the r...g in a soft ?hhmmnnngh!?Instinctively, she began thrashing. But their weight, in addition to the bed linens, trapped her limbs most effectively. She drew in a breath to scream for help, confused as to why this burned her throat and lungs so. Her head began to pound, ears assailed by the roar of a thousand freight trains. Her wild eyes looked. But since we both enjoy sex with young male studs, we go the extra mile to seek them out, even though it would be less complicated to hook up with either couples or older men. We don’t disclose our real names or where we live for obvious reasons. We communicate with these boys using special Gmail accounts and burner cell phones.The stud we are hooking up with presently, Chuck, was a real find. He is ruggedly handsome, just over six feet tall, moderately muscular and well hung. Most boys his age. Feeling extra naughty, I used our real first names. I then set up the profile while Cynthia setup the webcam. Everything looked ready to go. Feeling excited, my hand trembling in anticipation, I clicked the broadcast button and started the stream."We're live, Sin!" I said excitedly to Cynthia."Excellent," Cynthia purred and crawled onto the bed and kissed me, her tongue lightly flicking across my lips before she broke the kiss. I pulled out my phone and sent Mark a text message. Mark asked us. I finally frame his face in my hands and kiss him on the mouth passionately. I kiss his neck and down to his collar bone. I run my hands over his chest, and follow the path with my wet kisses. I rim his navel with my tongue and I hear his sharp intake of breath. Lower still I go, kissing my way to his mound, covered in a light sprinkling of hair. I hold his cock in my hand and kiss the tip of it. I roll my tongue making the end pointed and slide it into the slit, tasting the remnant of.