She was begging for me to tell her and I just said no. Breakfast was ready so we sat down and ate. She was going nuts. She told me that she could not ...elieve how I had treated her last night. I had made her feel very special. When we were done I told her to get me something from the van. She stood up and turned around and let out a little screech. She said is that what I think it is and I said yes. She ran over to it and said no way. She came back and gave me a big hug and a kiss. I told her to. We had sat away from everyone else and all the while J kept turning our conversation back to what we had did the night before. Saying we should try it again later and I said it felt like a Cadillac was in my ass, we both laughed. When we got back to his house, it was obvious he was thinking about nothing but fucking me again by the big hard on bulge in his sweat pants. We had just gotten in the door and he was behind me, thrusted his hard against my ass and laughed. We began to wrestle a bit. It was at this point that one of the weaker willed members of the class broke down into tears, yelling "It's just not fair! He was so young!" While usually in this situation, this act and shout would have attracted sceptical glances and questions related to sanity, everyone was simply too sick with worry to find such an action out of the ordinary. All but one of the hardened, and quite obviously emotionally stable adolescents were in some state of teary reflection, varying between a quiet,. Everyone can cum when they feel an orgasm, except you Lil One, you will ask me for permission to cum and wait for me to grant you the permission." My eyes got really big at the thought of that because of how insanely your mere touch makes me feel, I could only imagine trying to hold back an orgasm caused by your touch will be impossible. You could read what I was thinking and put your finger on my lips and smiled and whispered "I love you Lil One, and know what is best for you." Yes Master I.