Except for 2. Me and His name was John. He was an handsome boy and one all the girls giggled for during school. Both He and I were always getting the ...irls to giggle for us at school and we loved the attention. John lived around the block and just like me was as straight as it comes (no pun intended). It was very late now like 3:30am and we had noticed that the other 3 boys had passed out in various places on the other couches and we were in our sleeping bags next to each other on the floor. “Is that their blood?” He gestured his hand towards the weapon.I nodded my head. “I did what I had to do Father,” I said without the sound of regret in my voice.His stare moved to the bag. “How much is in the bag?” Father Petrou asked.“Give or take £70,000.”“Jesus Christ!” he screamed. He looked behind me, worried someone heard him. He waited a moment before he continued, “You have to go away for a while. I will get rid of all this.” He looked at the weapon and photos. Then turned to the bag,. He bit my clit and fingered me with his hard hands. I soon felt an orgasm coming so I yelled, "TOMMY, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!" Cum for me, baby!" he exclaimed. And I let loose and rode my orgasm. He then positioned his dick right in front of my slit and pushed in. "Ooohh," we both said in unison.He started to pick up speed thrusting harder and harder as the room was filled with sex noises. I was sure my brother could hear us but at this point I didn't really care. All I cared about was. Generally her slip and hem of dress were very close and as soon as she raised her arms her slip would come popping into view.Her most memorable (and often used memory for masturbation over the years) occurred at the time of our A-level exams. Rosemary was not in the morning exam but came in on the school bus and had to wait for her exam in the afternoon. The morning prior to the exams were all gathered as usual in our allocated room. Rosemary decided to sit on one of the tables and as she did.