We rode to school together, played games together like Monopoly, Life and Scrabble, and even went out to eat together. I really never thought of anyth...ng happening between us or that Chris was into me untill Christmas Eve.Me and Chris was sitting at the kitchen table putting together or trying to at least, a Gingerbread House. The kind you get in a box with the candies and Icing. We was bothing getting frustrated with it (not as easy as it looks), when all of a sudden he took some icing with. Diane opened it and poured three glasses. I didn’t like the taste very much, I finished it over the course of dinner. We retired to the living room and Diane put on a movie. Some historical drama related to their field, but pretty soon I was bored and excused myself to the restroom to check out my make up.Upon my return I noticed a blanket now lay across the two of them. I returned to the couch close enough to share some blanket and noticed movement near Mr. Okafor’s crotch. Out of the corner. I hadn't seen before how tight her waist was - a long slender bottleneck to her round hips. Now here is where I got into trouble. For characters sake: she had a whip. A whip.My mind had raced. The whole night it seemed the perfect prop to aid in playful flirtations and she was not short of attention for it. That night I was transfixed by her, her attire played into every single fantasy I had had as a teen struggling to understand both my attraction to girls and my submissive side. All night I. " Her words made him shiver with need and desire for what she was promising him. He increased his efforts on the toy, slobbering over it to show her his desire. After a few more seconds, she pulled the toy out of his mouth and moved to stand behind him. His cock was rigid with arousal and she cupped and squeezed his balls lightly just to make him moan. He felt the toy against his asshole as she teased him with the tip; it was so smooth and wet with his saliva. He instinctively spread his legs.