Whetherto get some more cum out of me or keep from making more of a mess on thefloor she'd just cleaned, I didn't know. And I didn't care.I sat down ...n the toilet and put my head in my hands, completelyignoring the sissy who wanted to sit in my lap and ride my cock somemore. I couldn't believe it. I must've added fifty pounds of muscle injust these past months. Whatever juice my Mistress had me on wasamazing. And terrifying. This wasn't what I wanted. This wasn't whatI wanted. I wanted. Kim and Sally sat in the folding chairs, waiting to see the results of the photo shoot, and chatted quietly about Todd and Frank."Our parents seemed to like the guys Kim," Sally said."Yeah, our dads didn't make a scene or embarrass us either. I was afraid they would start laying down a bunch of rules for them," Kim replied."Do you guys need a ride to the game tomorrow?" Tom asked the girls. "Lisa and I are doubling with Jack and Megan. We could drop you off and pick you up after the party.". Also, it would be risky as if we made any noise and someone got up, we would be dead.Me: Ok. Not to worry, we will do what we saw before that. Let’s put the pillows like we are sleeping and let’s shift to the bathroom.Deepti: Ok, let’s go.We then placed the pillows in such a fashion that if someone looks, they will feel we are sleeping and then we quietly went to the attached bathroom of the room.Deepti started first, so she slid my shorts down and started kissing my penis. Within no time, it. What does the Boy Scout manual s-s-s-say?”“Well, as long as you’re wearing wet clothes, they’re going to keep drawing heat from your body. That means you need to, uh, get them all off. You know, strip. Then you need to wrap up in something dry.”She leaned back and stared at me with this incredulous look on her face, and said, “Ok-k-kay, let me get this s-s-s-straight. You think I sh-sh-should strip right here in front of you, th-th-then wrap myself up in – what? – this t-t-tarp?”I felt myself.