Then the crowd suddenly roared. Mary was being led down thestage, next. Her top was untied, and, with her arms bound behind her back,her ample breasts...bounced with every step. She had tears streaming down hercheeks. When she got in front of me, I saw that her top was actually torn,as if in a struggle. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Girl after girl was led down the stage,until all ten of them were lined up again. (Mary was the only topless one.)I wanted to run up on stage and get Debbie. "No, she only asked to make love to her," I said, opening my eyes. "She offered other stuff, but, fuck, I don't know. She is my best friend, I can't think of her blowing me," I protested myself. "I'll think about making love to her again," I mentioned, closing my eyes again. So back in my mind, I had her lie down for me, I got on top of her and stuck my cock inside her. "You still rubbed her butt too though, dumb ass," I laughed at myself. "Where is your line then?" My hand continued stroking. But he wanted to be the one controlling things now. He rolled them over to the other side of the bed so that he was on top of her. He slid out of her in doing so and she gave a little cry of disappointment. He stared down at her beautiful body, admiring every inch of her. He kissed her breasts lightly, realising suddenly that he had given them so little attention. 'Another time,' he thought to himself, though he had no idea if he would have the chance afterwards. He thrust his cock deep inside. I looked where she pointed to see my half-hard cock rising to attention without my realising. Her hand went out to it and as she stroked it said Tingly, tingly with a smile in her voice. This was all happening too soon so I turned away and went back under the shower to calm it down. Lets have drinks in the den. I said over my shoulder and Ella skipped away. You remember you said that the boys and girls all said different things about how babies are made, would you like to see how its really.