“Oh, you are such a kiss-ass,” Savannah said to Melanie with a lemony expression.“Yep, I’ve kissed Brock’s ass, your ass, the neighbor’s a...s, if there is an ass that needs kissing I’ll pucker up and put on a fresh coat of lipstick,” Melanie smiled and roleplayed her dimwitted bimbo persona.“Fine, for our own good,” Savannah shrugged that she’d accept the handcuffs for now. She asked “How are we supposed to apply suntan lotion like this?”Savannah had been under the same discipline as Brock. She then did somthing i didn't expect, she looked up at me and placed my rock hard cock inbetween her amazing tits and started to strock my cock with her tits and licking the tip of my cock when it came up. It felt amazing. I was still amazined i hadn't blown my load."Ok it's time to feel your cock inside me." She said as he climbed on top of me. She sat ontop, with the tip of my cock at her soaking wet pussy entrance."Are you ready." I said as i slid my cock deep inside her. She was instantly. He had written down the names of half a dozen stories he had written, with a range of subject matter, and he had nothing."Normally," Thursday was saying, "a girl will fantasize about some person or situation; you know, seducing the professor, or a romantic picnic under a tree on a hill that leads to a tumble in the grass, licking chocolate off a man's... you get the idea."Anthony spoke out of the darkness, "What about you? What do you fantasize about?"Thursday was silent for a moment. "Lately?. Jeff?’ She was panting slightly, and her mouth––God, that sexy mouth––had just the beginnings of being stubble burned. I felt myself swell with pride. My hands cupped her face and my thumbs wiped away her tears. Her hands came up to my wrists, seemingly to remove them from her face, but either she stopped, or I didn’t feel her effort in trying to rid them. ‘I love you too, Lacey,’ I said softly, evenly. ‘I’ve been fighting it for years, subconsciously. Which is why all of my… girlfriends… have.