We had her lay in the middle of the bed and we each took turns kissing her deeply while using a hand on one of her breasts, while Barbara was kissing ...er I moved down and started to suck and lick on one of Susan’s nipples and not too long after I saw Barbara take the other one in her mouth. Meanwhile our hands moved down Susan and brushed her pussy lips, first my hand, then Barbara’s, and back and forth we went, I used my hand to spread her legs and I then parted Susan’s pussy lips so that. I run my hands up her thighs – she is soaking. “Don’t you dare come until I say,” I order. I undo her restraints and throw her beautiful body on the bed. Her eyes are pleading with me to let her climax but I’m not giving in. I bind her arms and legs to the bed and knelt next to her head. “Open your mouth.” I slide my hard cock into her welcoming mouth. I never fail to be surprised and just how perfect her lips and tongue feel around me. I slide down her body with my lips squeezing and pinching. "I--I'm not only not a tomboy, I'm...I'm not...not even agirl." I blinked. "Huh?" "I'm not a girl," she repeated a little less boldly. "What do you mean, you're not a girl?" "Because...because I'm really a...a boy." "Wait, you mean tomboy." "No, a boy...just like you," s/he said with steady eyes that hit me like abrick. "A--A Boy? Like a--a guy boy??" "Sorry." I scoffed at her tease. "Com'on, you could joke better than that, Stacey!" "It's no joke,. Casey's routine is pretty much the same, except that she gets up around ten so we have some time together before I leave. She has a few hours to relax before she leaves for work. Slave helps her exercise, shaves her arms, legs, and pussy, paints her fingernails and toenails, and makes a nice dinner for her before she leaves for work. Sunday and Monday are the days that Casey and I have set aside to spend the whole day together. Sometimes we go out and catch a movie or eat and sometimes we just.