Cheryl hadme turn around. She started rubbing my cock with syrup,then used the bucket to pour syrup down the front of myjeans. The sticky feel of the ...yrup down my pantscoupled with Cheryl’s attention gave me a majorerection. Cheryl used the bucket on me slowly dumpingsyrup over every clean spot on my jeans and shirt.I found myself really enjoying the sensation of myclothes getting wet as they slowly absorbed the syrup.Cheryl dumped a final bucket of syrup over my head. Iclosed my eyes. .. I can do that, see you in a bit.”Off he went and I got the pills crushed up in some orangade. Back in the living room the girls were still holding the dog so he couldn’t drag her around. She had calmed down and asked me if I had some gel or washing up liquid to help get him out?“Ploy go get the washing up liquid from the kitchen.”When she returned, she smeared it over the dogs cock and knot and suddenly he popped out.“Thank God for that ... now get these dogs out of here and help me sit in. Hair. Face. Around her breasts and between her thighs. She stood there and let him without a word. Then she stood and waited for him to dry himself.He took her by the wrist and led her back to his room, lying down together with her in his bed for the first time. He watched her fall asleep. It felt personal as kissing.The longer he watched her sleep the more restless he became until he got out of bed and paced for a while. The little smile she never wanted him to see was all over her face. He. I then felt Madi slowly sliding her right hand up my thigh to the crotch oh my pants. I let out a little gasp, trying to regain control of myself. Here was the seventeen-year-old that I often dreamed I would take advantage of, and she was actually coming onto me. Madi didn't wait any longer for me to respond; she stepped up to my body, tilting her head up, and I couldn't resist. I leaned in and gently brushed her lips with mine. Running my hands through her long soft hair, Madi pressed her.