She lightly raked her fingernails across my balls, causing me to thrust my hips slightly. The combined sensations of her tongue, lips, and fingernails...brought me quickly to the point of no return.Candace sensed my impending orgasm and rose up so that only my glans was in her mouth. With one hand she stroked my shaft and the other she ran her fingernails over my balls. A swirl of her tongue and a soft suck caused me to fire a jet of cum into her mouth. She swirled her tongue faster, stroked me. Why not, Ithought to myself. Let's be friendly, Rob my lad, and say hello toJill's new room mate. I sauntered over, all casual like, and made athing of suddenly noticing her and stopping in surprise. Emma had asmall mirror mounted on the inside of her locker door and she caught mydisplay without having to turn around. I could see she was applying somelipstick when I suddenly appeared."Hey, you're Jill's new roomie, aren't you? I'm Rob - Robert Conway." Igave her the once over - yep - now that. There was a click, and then she felt her legs being pushed apart. Immediately, leather was attached around her right leg as well. In the gloom, Emma could just make out that her legs were now separated by a metal bar, about sixty centimetres long. Hans turned a handle at the side of the vaulting horse, adjusting the height so that Emma’s toes could just touch the ground. ‘I don’t suppose you’ve seen one of these before, Girl,’ he said. ‘It’s called a ‘spreader bar’. You’ll find that I use them. I'll let him know that you'llbe dropping by. I hope it works out, because I don't want to loseJenny. I love that girl."There was something in the way he said that bothered me. It wasn't aproud uncle talking about his girl. It was a predator talking about hisprey.That night, when Jenny and I were eating -- I had made roast chicken -- Itold her about the offer from the gay bar. I expected her to laugh, butshe grew thoughtful."Hey, I don't care if people are gay, Stevie," she said. "Whateverworks..