I thought about our kiss, her soft warm lips on my forehead and my hand went to my crotch, my little cock was hard and unlike my throat, it felt like ...t always did so I stroked it. I thought of white blouses and point tits, flowers, and her cute overbite. I wanted to cum; I wanted to feel something other than my sore throat. I was lost in my pleasure, my hand moving up and down, and the sheet rising and falling with my movement.“Oh my,” she said as she lifted the sheet. My eyes popped open,. His friend Peter explainedthat books such as Pride and Prejudice originally had a Mr Darcy and aMiss Bennet but had been changed to a Miss Darcy and a Master Bennet,Oliver Twist was now Olivia Twist. It did not really make a lot ofsense to Tim but Peter said it was like that with all books publishedyears earlier.In little more than 150 years women had managed to subjugate men,reducing them to where they had become the weaker sex. It used to be aman's world, but with the help of a microchip. She'd not needed me, had not been crushed and alone without me. I felt a silly sort of disappointment.We walked back to my truck and sat for some time in the center of a sea of unmoving traffic, recalling the exciting parts of the game. Again, I had something to tell her and wasn't sure how she'd react."The guys are having a party over at Mike's," I finally just blurted out. "Everyone's going to be there. Chris is going. And some of the guys from last year..." I let it hang like a. Curtains open, they were safely high enough in the hotel to avoid any outside voyeurism - though that would be fun for another time.Rolling over now as Jayne was on top, being the larger of the two, Leigh sank a little into the mattress but didn't panic as Nick was bigger and heavier than either. She turned to watch as he began to stroke himself, mouthing 'happy birthday' to him while Jayne worked down her body."Come here, straddle me," Leigh said as she felt Jayne's mouth on her labia.Nick.