Peterwould continue wanting to dress, and Sara would want to help him. And, thetwo of you would want to see each other, and do it behind our backs. ...efeel that it would just make things worse. It would make you hate us. So,rather than try and force you to stop, we've decided to support you." Support me?" Yes. Your Aunt Dorothy told me that since it's not going to go away, thebest thing to do is to support you. We could ignore you, and just let whathappens, happen. But, that could be very. I was grateful to still have the lube in me easing the path of that huge black dil. It had a rougher texture and was girthier at the base and felt awesome going in.I had to come up for breath after a few brief minutes of this and eventually we all disengaged from one another to regroup into our next position for the evenings fun. Not a word was spoken as A hopped off the bed and H and I slid over to the edge of the bed again. We were both pretty much covered in a thin film of oil and sweat so. When i got to Heather's house, I saw that she was alone in her house. In my car, I had the book and I also had a back up plan. You see i got ahold of her diary when I touched her tit. I knocked on the door. Heather checked who it was, then let me in. She was wearing a lace thong and bra. Just then I thought what about her diary. But she started to take off her bra. Then i started to get hard. Heather noticed this and noticed it was giving me discomfort. At this sign, she kneeled down and. You're welcome to stay there when you come out. No strings attached," I hurried to add.She smiled. "Maybe I'll take you up on that, as long as I can contribute to the cost. It would be more convenient, wouldn't it?" I must have sighed audibly when she said that, because she almost burst out laughing. "Are you really that nervous of me?"The pressure was off, all of a sudden. "Yeah. Yeah, I guess I am. I'm trying very hard not to do or say the wrong thing." Why?" That should be obvious. I'm very.