That in it self is another story left for another time though, so let’s begin this in the bedroom shall we. Even though a man always has...his tools to perform his job in the bedroom with a woman, I must insist that I gather up my own special tools here. 1. A large glass of Ice Water filled with, what else, Ice Cubes! 2. A Feather, just one feather is all I need. 3. One of those furry things that dust blinds, a hand held one. 4. And last but not least, a. Instead, as we had done on the previous Valentine’s Days, each of us was to read the story offered to her and to him. So I would read out loud Emily’s words that she was giving me as a gift from deep in her mind, listening as the excitement and surprise would modulate my voice and sometimes stop me altogether for a moment as I felt the blood rushing to my face and to my member. She suggested that she go first, giving voice to my tale, which was, in fact, not as innovative as it could have been.. I ended up going home early that day. I was so sick from what I heard that I threw up during English." That night Victoria asked what was wrong and I told her what I heard. She got upset too but not like I did. She got mad. The weird part was she wasn't mad about them thinking her to be my lover, but the fact that I had been there for so long asking boys out and one dance with another girl and they automatically assumed I was gay. She tried to cheer me up by talking about showing them. She got. I increased the speed of my strokes.'Oh it is getting better and better. Y... HES FUCK ME HARDER. Y... HES LIKE THIS. GODDD I AM ABOUT TO CUM. Y... HES RANDY FASTER. OH! OH! I AM THERE. JUST A FEW MORE STROKES YESSSS I AAAMMM COOMMMMIIINNNGGGGGG' she shouted and fell back breathing hard. As it was my second fuck I was not ready to come yet and continued to move the in and out motion.After a few minutes her hips started to move in the rhythm of my strokes. 'Oh Randy I think I am going to cum.