We had many things in common and our birth month was one amongst them. She was just 2 days younger than me.On my birthday, she gifted me a scrap book ...ith all the idiotic pics of us and things. And that’s when I remembered that I had to buy her a gift too.I thought of giving her a book but she never likes reading. And then I thought about giving her a dress but I didn’t know her preferences. So I decided to take her shopping for her bday and buy her the dress that she likes.She always wore full. " Uhh, oh, oh" Stacey moaned realising both men were positioning her for a fucking. The Mask forced her forward so she half sat looking down between her stretched thighs. The Boss's cock appeared very long. It also looked painfully erect, the head tugged slightly to one side by the over stretched foreskin. The Boss knew he would come buckets and he enjoyed seeing their faces when his rod finally started hosing up inside them. Only last week he'd noticed a couple in the high street that he had. (“….I think (gasp) we’ve found a new turn on, Julie.” )…I agreed and whispered back: (“..Later, I think (deep breath) I think next time I would like to turn around, so we can face each others vaginas (gasp) and we can watch us do ’that’ again, I have a powerful urge to watch your vagina orgasm, very close up next time.”) It was a very exciting and wonderful night. We’ll keep what we did late in the night….very private,…..for now.-------------Well I’m here to finally talk about the ‘code’. We. " I started. I was starting to cry. Not about her breaking off with me, but because I just couldn't seem to break away from the acute case of loser-itis that seemed to envelop me. She spent the next hour trying to console me. She was a great gal, but, I guess I knew all along that she was never really going to be my gal. Natalie visited me once more. It was on the day before I was released. We promised to remain friends and keep in contact. I knew we wouldn't of course, but it was what was.