It only seemed normal teenage experimenting and the fact we were both very shy with females, something that would change soon for Burt, but not me. As...I curious we began mutual masturbation sessions, seeing Burt,s giant member swell to full erection and stroking him to climax I found fascinating. After about six months and following a session looking at some of the hardcore pornographic magazines Burt,s father brought back from his service in West Germany had inspired us to go a bit further and. What can he say? What should he say? He really would like to see what they have underneath the fluffy white towels.“That is fine by me.” He responds.So they both stand up, untuck the folds at the top of their towels that are holding them in place just above their tits and just let the towels drop to the floor around their ankles.Tom feels the blood surge into his cock instantly.They are both a bit on the skinny side for his like but they still have good shape. Both have a curved back running. "Now, clean up, my dear, and get dressed." Chapter 12While at work, Emma was content with her new life as his sexual toy. Thesex was so good, and he did treat her well. It wasn't until she leftwork that she was able to have feelings of regret and resistance. She now understood that the closer she was to the ring, the stronger hispower was over her. This by itself meant little, as escape was stillimpossible. With his power and money, there was nowhere she could run. The young man promptly came close, then shook his head."Now slut, what am I going to do with a dry cunt? A slut cunt has to be wet and glistening." But," Anne looked at him pleadingly. "I'm sorry, but I am not aroused, Mr Morris," she forced out."So? You know perfectly well how to make you cunt drip. Play with yourself!"Anne's eyes went wide. "In front of you?"Morris shook his head tiredly. "You still haven't got have you? From now on for the rest of the year, there will be no other way. If you.