Their tongues dartedas they fucked with a steady rhythm.George wondered if all the things they were doing werepossible in real life. George knew he wo...ld becrushed if they were not. But he suspected that menand pantyboys could do all the things Tommy and Stevehad done.And darned if that didn't make George explode with yetanother load of boyish fluids.George should have had a towel handy or something,because Lake Spermmore was overflowing its banks andflowing onto the sheets. George didn't care.. She put one hand on my cheek and the other on the nape of my neck and pulled my lips into hers. The electricity between us was real. I was getting hard quickly which she had to have felt.We were still kissing when my conscience got the better of me. “Sweetheart, we can’t be caught doing this. I think we both want the same thing, but we must be patient and wait for the opportunity to present itself.”“Do you mean what I think you mean? You want to fuck me?”“No, I want to make sweet and glorious. I had always found her attractive, a young teacher in her late twenties with light brown hair but it was most likely due to the fact that she regularly wore long woolen tops or blouses with loose, flowing skirts that both only reached about a third of the way down her thigh, leaving plenty of shapely leg on view and she usually wore tights in accompaniment. It was the shapeliness of her legs that really pulled at me, and I often found myself staring at them and wondering whether she knew the. “No, mine neither.”He bent slightly and their lips met in a gentle promise of better things to come, they would always value what they gained now, since they had come so close to losing it all.He held her tight to him, and they simply stood there for a while, enjoying just being together.When Laurie went down to breakfast the next morning, her aunt was the only one at the table.“Good morning Aunt Trudy ... where is everyone?”Trudy was sipping coffee, having just finished her breakfast, and the.