But it was always at his discretion. His choice. I was his plaything to do with as he pleased. He even told me sometimes that I was the best sex toy h... could even imagine. That always filled me with a sense of pride, and usually made my pussy tingle a little.Not every morning was as good, of course. If we had had a long night, or when either of us had a cold, there was always still the matter of how I would start my day. Though he never failed to wake me up, on those days he was kinder - often. I’ve never met anyone who can resist my firm round cheeks. I know you can’t.“Go on Annie, let him see them properly. Take your panties off. And your bra. Show him everything.”“No way, Claire! I’m not letting him see my tits. Or my pussy.”“You have to. Look, he’s still rubbing. Don’t you want to see him get his dick out?”Of course I do. And anyway, getting down to my undies is getting me aroused. Still in front of the window, I slip a hand inside my knickers and feel the warm wetness between my. Gee?”“Yes. Okay. You kids have done it again. I’m proud of you. How can we put together a couple of bundles for each cabin? If you believe in this, I’m going to depend on you to figure it out. Go up to the school and sit down with a pad of paper and decide what needs to be in each survival kit and how much it will cost to put them together. I’ll try to shake loose some money to buy the supplies.”“I’ll fund it,” David said. “Provided you all promise not to make unauthorized visits. I appreciate. I rested the tip of my head right on her slit and looked at Nicole, pausing to revel in the moment. Behind her nerdy glasses, her eyes displayed both nervousness and anticipation. She bit down on her lower lip and made the first move, using her hand to guide my cock slowly inside her. First the head. I felt her tense up, and her back slightly arched upon the first inch of penetration. Then another inch. Her hand was still moving slow at insert my rod into pussy. Then another inch. She.