“What are you doing?” Shannon whispered.“Giving us a reason to go back there,” I said, as I riffled through the entries. I made a show of stud...ing one, and then shut the drawer. “Otherwise, she might think we were, you know ... up to something.”She raised a brow at me. “We are up to something, Matty.”“Exactly!”Soon we had secured our deserted library aisle. Shannon wasted no time in slinging her backpack to the floor and pulling out a manila envelope. After a quick glance to make sure the. I realized that we had a wide range of guys present. We had young and old and covered all different races. For some reason, one guy stood out. He had to be in his 60's. He also had the smallest cock I had ever seen. Literally it looked like nothing was there. I felt really sorry for him (and I think the girls did too). All of the men stripped naked to match the girls. My biggest concern at this point was keeping an eye on my clothes so nobody attempted to steal my stuff. I felt pretty confident. Faster. Until my whole body stops, and I start shaking. I land flat on the bed, gasping for air. But you wouldn't be done yet. I continue rubbing more slowly, the way you lick me after fucking me hard, knowing that I can do more. Knowing that it's not over. And in a matter of seconds I'm back. I roll over and push my face in the pillow, fingering myself from behind, brushing my asshole every now and then and moaning even more. And then I see it, sitting on my beside table: it's that dildo we. Certainly, that had to be it.She had to stay late again to clean up the little prince's mess once again. She didn't really mind. That was how she had taught herself to read and write. She'd learned a great deal about the world through those books. But tonight, she was tired and really just wanted to go home after a hard day of preparing food and drink for a banquet the King had held. She did the work as quickly as she could and started to head for the servants entrance back down in the kitchen..