I returned to find her toweling herself off, her wet hair plastered to her face and back, I place the drinks on the table next to her deck chair and h...g her to me, kissing her. She returned the kiss, before dropping the towel and wrapping her arms around me, pushing her cool body against me. I stroked her hair out of her face and ran my fingers through them, my fingers got wet as they glided through her hair. She shivered deliciously when my hands ran down her supple back, she broke the kiss. It took everything I had to exhale and relax my muscles. Thistime the end of the pencil came down dead center on my little hole. Iscreamed in pain and my whole body clinched. As the pencil layed therein her hand she tried to calm me down, "there there, we're all done."As I began to relax I felt a strange feeling in my butt and instantlylooked up at the mirror. She had slid the pencil up my butt. Shebacked up and laughed at me laying there staring up at my reflection.A red butt with a pencil. I didn't much remember getting there, or how long I stared at the lake once I got there. I just kept replaying the last ten months that Missy and I had danced around our relationship, each moment sharp in my mind. After a while, I started walking back to town. With a glance at my watch, I realized that I would probably get back to school before classes ended.I stopped about a block from the school. I was pissed off. I mean throughout this whole break up, Missy had said not one word to me. I. He opened his mouth wide and felt them both press their wet tongues into his mouth. The sensation of having two tongues into his mouth. The sensation of having two tongues in his mouth sent excitement racing about his young body. Hands shoved his shorts down and one of them was playing with his balls while the other caressed his cock. Each woman had a handful of his ass, too."Front or back?" Joan asked Fawn in a throaty voice."Either," Fawn replied, her voice equally husky. "It makes no.