~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My name is Howard Duncan. This story is about my girlfriend, Colleen. She is a fabulous redhead with an amazing body. She is...also a gymnast and was a high school champion diver. She is attending college on a diving scholarship. She has amazing dexterity with her small hands and slim fingers and helped a bunch of my friends build a radio controlled model B-17 with her ability to reach inside the model to make attachments. Besides all that she is amazing in bed. The B-17. And darn that Cindy Richards! I mean, she’s my sister and I love her and all that, but she’s supposed to be here instead of in Arizona learning to fly twin-engined airplanes. Of course when I said that, she reminded me that the hours she would need to get her rating would, if taken in the company’s Cessna 402, cost an amazing amount. Alan says five hundred bucks an hour.And while she’s on THAT adventure, I’m looking at one of the exam papers from one of the students the university’s asked us to. Sam pulled the key from round her neck and undid my chastity cage. She pulled me closer to Marcus and he started smirking at me. On the flat of her hands, Sam measured up our cocks. 'That's why you've been kept in a clit cage sissy.' 'Enough talking,' Said Marcus, pushing his cock into Sam's face. Sam's mouth opened wide and she engulfed as much as she could, her cheeks expanding like a balloon. Marcus grabbed her hair and started rubbing it. 'Oh, that's good. That's good. Suck that cock.' Sam. “And I think if we did, you would think maybe at some point we’d get back together. I can’t promise anything like that, and Melody and I are pretty serious.”“You don’t think I can just have sex for fun, do you?”I shook my head, “No, I don’t; well not at this point, anyway. I’d say what happened before proves that. I can be your friend, Nancy, but I can’t be your lover. The only way that could possibly work is if we were in a committed relationship, and I don’t think that’s possible.”“Now? Or.