He continued for a while, angling his fingers to compensate for me tip-toeing. I was already chewing on my lower lip and wondering whether I should si...ply shout out that he should finally fuck me, as he suddenly stopped. I sank down on my feet with a sigh. He got me really aroused by this and I was now clearly staring at his shaft and he probably knew that he had me......all my anger and grief of the last weeks were washed away, replaced by the urge to please him in any way he wanted. It was as. My aunt took us into the room and layed each of us into his bed. I lay on my back and felt Michelle’s soft hands hovering around my hips. I shouldn’t even mention that as soon as she leaned over me I felt her heavy breasts pressing my loins and although I’ve just been milked, I felt my cocklet jerking in my pants again. At first I was scared, but then I saw what she was doing. She pulled a leather strap over my belly and locked it on the other side of the bed. Two smaller leather shackles tied. He looked back at my stare, swallowed. “No, sir.”I sighed. “Look. This is really stupid. Just because you’re virgins doesn’t mean she can’t get pregnant.” I realized the hypocrisy of my own words as they came out of my mouth. But that’s the point of being an adult around younger people - you can lie to them and when they’re older they can lie to the next generation.“That is the second reason I wanted to do it here,” Teri continued. “You can - you know, chaperone them and make sure that he pulls. "I'm sorry," I said."Sorry for what? You're excited. That's good." Yeah, but it's over now."She cradled my shiny wet dick in the palm of her hand, examining it closely — the fat knob at the end, the purple vein that looped in the center."How old are you?" she said."Fifteen." Oh, you're a stud. We'll wait a few minutes and start over."That was the one good thing I remember about adolescence. Erections were cheap and plentiful, like gasoline in the nineteen-fifties.She rose to her knees,.