It had been weeks in planning, her flat mate was away on business and he wouldn’t be back for days, it was ideal, and now she was reaping the benefi...s of that careful preparation. Powerless, a damsel in distress, all the fantasy was now real and the rhythmic thrusting of the hidden replica penis was creating both a level of ecstasy and a frustrating diversion to her thoughts. I could see it in her eyes she needed the vibrating to stop before she could think.But then, in an instant, she was. Danny could never imagine himself tiring of looking at her naked body or the bodies of all the other naked female students, Becky’s included. He was drinking it all in and enjoying every last little minute of it.Presently Peter returned from having finished his lectures for the day and asked Becky how things were going and what had happened. He thought something might have happened judging by the still dispersing crowd of naked females. Becky spoke very nonchalantly when she said things were. His head was still halfway between her thighs while in the process of getting up when he heard his mother's voice as she stood less than ten feet from him on the veranda. She was asking him to bring Anna inside since it was her turn to take her bath. It was a good thing that it was dark and that she had remained on the other side of the screen door, otherwise he would most certainly have been caught with his head where it had no business to be.Before his mother stepped on the veranda, he helped. I could easily argue that I can give him what’s best for him, but you know that’s not true, even when you put yourself in that position. I can’t give him what each of you does, and you can’t give him what I do. It’s time we put a stop to the history of harem intrigue, scheming, plotting, and general female nastiness. “We really do need to be sisters, the way Clarice says,” Monica said.I took Judy to one of the guest bedrooms. She was wrapped around me, and looking up at me with adoring eyes. I.