Craig understood Faith might not want to be his best friend anymore. Hewas a boy after all. Their interests were probably not as aligned asCraig thoug...t they were. Still Craig could be a close friend to her, andwould always see her as his best friend. They shared a past and werealways there for the other. That had to mean something to Faith. Eachtime Craig reached out to Faith and was rebutted made him see the pastmeant nothing to his former best friend.Craig made many more phone calls and went. I got the tie you had requested and brought it to you. "Take off your skirt". I didn't expect this, wrong order of events. It was with some embarrassment that I unzipped my skirt, let it fall to the floor and stepped out of it. I began to pick it up when you stopped me. "Turn around, spread your legs and then pick up your skirt". My cheeks burned hot as I bent over exposing myself to you. As my hands reached the floor you told me to stop and hold that position. Once more binding my hands behind. Like I was looking forward to! “Ahhhhhhh Yea! Oh Fuck! That’s it!” escaped from Allison’s mouth. She is so wet that I slide in to the hilt without any resistance. Allison now has an extremely firm grip on my hips pulling me as deep inside her as I can go. “Fuck Yea! Give it to me, Uncle Dick! Fuck your little slut!” Allison’s eyes had rounded back in her head. She was in another world, as was I! I leaned over her and the desk, grab her shoulders and proceeded to drive myself into her eager. Boy, that was something! My whole body froze up, I could feel my tummy clench, and it took me some time to get sort of relaxed again. But I did. Relaxed and a bit aroused.”“Your fingers feel nice,” I said. “On my face.”I felt Jessica’s fingers slide down my chin to my throat. She undid the top buttons on my blouse. Her hand reached inside my bra and found my boob.“You know, Jess, just because we fooled around once before doesn’t mean I’m gay,” I said. “I still like my dad’s cock. And I fucked.