Alia: ‘listen stupid – I need your help – uncle mack wants to film us doing it – but his phone keeps falling over – can you hold it?’Tee: ...��what now? Its school tomorrow and i need my eight hours – stop rubbin yourself and go to fuckin sleep’.Alia: ‘not now stupid – hes gone home – mum and dad went down the pub and left him babysitting. He got me walkin up and down in mums shoes flashin me arse for his new phone’.Tee: ‘yer go on – did you do it? Did you fuck him?’Alia sent the next message after. Trust me when I tell you that my hand was flying up and down my cock. I could feel my balls begin to contract. Which is a sure sign that I was about to cum. There was something completely different than all of those jerk off sessions I had in the past. I mean, it was like oh god, I was in heaven, I continued inhaling deeply, hoping by some strange, mystical power a part of her would become a part of me. The scent of her was completely intoxicating. Closer and closer I got until I was just about. And when he didn’t, he did use scolding and punishments as an opportunity to learn the ways in which people wanted him to perform in specific settings, and this allowed him the freedom to choose whether to consciously comply or not comply. The control excited him. Ironically, he faced the same fight with his mind at times except he was the scolder. He was the defeated one that had given in trying to exercise control. Like a supply teacher in a lesson from hell, Jerome just sat there behind his. Wrapping your arms around my shoulders we kiss. We are so close now. Every part of our bodies touching. I’m inside you and you use your legs against my waist to lift and lower yourself onto me. ‘I spent a lifetime waiting to feel this’, I say. ‘I want this to last forever’. You lunge into me, tears rolling from your eyes and kiss me passionately – a meaningful kiss. ‘Don’t leave me’, you say. Your eyes red from the tears. You never stop pushing down onto me and somehow, amongst all this.