Through my choking sobs I realised a few things. I was now on a bed. Chained to it to be more precise but anything was better than concrete. And I had...my collar on. Let me explain about my collar. I love my collar. It?s black leather with rounded silver studs on it. I bought it from a Goth stall at a county fair when I was 14 and since that day it?s gone everywhere with me. Kinda like a security thing. I always had it on me, either wearing it, or having it in my pocket. God knows why but I. ” Unbuttoning his jeans and kicking them off, he motioned for Ethan to do the same. Once they were fully naked, they stood side by side, their semi-hard cocks pointing straight at me. Yum! I could feel my pussy start to get wet as I thought of both of them buried inside of me. I knelt on the ground in front of them, placing teasing licks along one shaft and then switching to the other. Josh’s cock was about average size, but the boy knew just how to use it. Ethan, too, seemed to know his way. Not that I minded, of course. Her beautiful bronze skin looked and felt delightfully sexy.With Stacy on my arm, I led the girls outside to my car—one of the few material possessions I have that I'm quite proud of. Growing up as a scientifically and environmentally minded boy in Southern California, my first gift to myself when I'd gotten my first job after getting my doctorate was to put a down payment on a 2003 Toyota Prius. Of course, I also had to wait nearly six months on a waiting list to. The elder Stoners blamed Justin for everythingyet when proven he had nothing to do with it they tried to blame Sydney.This was countered that they were blaming a 13-year-old for all of theirproblems, a child who had never met them and whom they had made clearthey wanted nothing to do with.They continued to rip into Justin and Sydney to the point that the judgetold their lawyers to stop them. The Stoners attacked the state andJustin in the media, but their own connections to the disgraced DA,.