They did not, however, go their separate ways. They continued to study the wand together, and their lives remained tangled like that ball of yarn.What...they had wished on themselves did not, however, remove the attraction each felt for the other.Bobby continued to go to her house for tutoring in math. They restricted that to twice a week, specifically to allay any suspicions on the part of Bobby’s parents.Had either thought about that for a minute or two - that they felt like there were. . though it was satisfying it was nothing compared to the orgasms I had earlier in the barn. After we got through Kelli ordered the slave to the living room and tied him face up to an odd looking chair; one I had been meaning to ask about but never got around to it... after doing this she excused her self to take a shower "make yourself at home, use the slave if you like I will be down in about an hour" as she walked off. When she was gone I asked the slave what he thought about this.. he did. I pumped my hand over my cock and let it all out. All that teasing and tormenting had come to an end. That lesbian performance was the icing on this voyeuristic cake and their exhibitionism would put porn stars to shame. This was it, my spunk shot over the fence panels and onto my hand. It felt so fucking nice. So satisfying.My outburst coincided with Rebecca’s second orgasm. I presumed it was her second. As my spunk flowed, her body writhed under Melissa’s expert tongue; she was practically. From my feet, up my legs, her hands seem to dance on my skin! My ass wanted to wiggle (which Tom says is a give away that I’m aroused) but I resisted. She seemed to sense my resistance and whispered in my ear, with a soft breath, "Don’t resist, let your body go, you maybe surprised." Slowly she massaged my muscles, working her way up my legs. With a gentle pressure, she forced me to part them. My pussy was on flood! I began to want her to touch me there but she seemed in no hurry. Her fingers.