Cupping them and raising them slightly, she allowed her fingertips to roam the tips, which immediately darkened and stiffened.“Now, to make sure you...��re wet, spread your legs and play with your pussy.”“What?”“Come on, you’ve never played with yourself before? Bullshit!” I took her hands in mine and pushed them between her legs. “Show me how you get yourself off.”“Oh, God, this is so embarrassing!” she moaned. Still, she didn’t take her hands away as I egged her on. Spreading her pussylips with. Byron smiled: *Maybe another time eh?* (Was he trying to tell me he wanted to see me again?) I slowly masturbated him/ drifting into a strange drunken haze as I watched my hand moving on his cock until a change in his breathing snapped me out of my dream. His whole body became rigid. *Im coming* he said. Byrons eyes flickered shut and white goo dribbled out of the thin slit in gentle spurts/ running out over his foreskin. It looked like silky white shampoo. I was a bit disappointed actually. Id. Mum was a fit, slim beautiful lady and her sister Pippa was a sexy, flirtatious popular girl who I absolutely adored. I was 14 and a cocky fast talker just like Pippa and we spent so much time together people thought I was her son!As I grew up and become sexually aware, I realised that I not only wanted to be like Pippa, I wanted to BE Pippa.I grew my thick black hair down to my shoulders and would flick it and play with it like she did. I got away from being bullied at school by always being. I am not saying you cannot leave after the party, however once you go to the party there will be people outside of here that will recognize you and may try to do as we have done and take you to join them. However they might not treat you as kindly as we do. Some of them may make you into an unwilling slave,” he paused for effect. “I like to keep all participants in our parties willing and happy. It makes for so much more fun.” He gently caressed my engorged clit. “I will be back in two hours to.