"Boys think about girls a lot. About their bodies mainly and about sex, which they of course do not understand, but know they want to do, have to do, ... guess. It's a drive you know, copulation." But you do, I mean, you've done it so do you understand it?" she sniffed. "Don't you?" Not really, but I've done it more than most guys my age I guess. I still think about regularly, all the time." I was surprised that she knew I was experienced, lawn cutting and grass widows had taught me a lot, a real. Over the following fortnight we exchanged mails on a daily basis with Peter now asking if we could meet again and more about the things his wife would require of him as her sub. Due to the content of the mails and the fact that it was something still new to me I agreed to go stay with him from the Friday until the Sunday. On the Friday I decided to wear exactly the same clothes as our last meeting to drive over in and added the sandals that he had bought me two weeks before. I packed a small. T and I took two apiece right off the bat swallowing the two pills with cold bottled water. About an hour later we were all feeling the strong effects of the pills and everyone was naked. We were smoking blunts and drinking Remy Martin on ice. Soon T was sucking my dick as we fell into our own little world almost forgetting that we shared the room with friends I laid back on the bed putting a bunched up pillow behind my head so I could watch as T ran her tongue up and down my shaft. She sucked. Mikey then took her right hand and pulled it to his face. He licked the balls of her fingers."Mikey knows!" Stacy thought, and blushed at the realization that she had been caught.Mikey winced at the taste of Stacy's juices, but tried to keep a poker face.Silently, he smiled at Stacy, letting her know that it was all right.Stacy's heart stopped its racing, and Mikey, continuing to smile, took Stacy's hand and led her to a recliner in the living room, turning it so that it faced Davy and Mary.