The moonlight accented his features, but did not give me any real definition, just highlights that let me know where everything was. Good enough. His ...ock jumped leaking pre-cum down the shaft. It was impatient and eager. My fingers twisted and turned as they retracted from my pussy, gathering my wetness. Perfect for coating his cock.Once slippery and wet, I posted up, pushed the length of his shaft into my sensitive lips. Sliding, using only my hips, I pressed my clit against him. Back and. He actually apologized to me and Samantha afterwards for saying those things to me, to us.”“Get out!” Paul said in amazement, “he really apologized?”“He sure did, and I think he might even try to tone down his words because we both let him know other students didn’t like how he said things, sometimes.”“That will be an even bigger miracle than you reliving your life ... if that actually happens,” Cathy deadpanned. “To uh, to change subjects slightly, I also heard you asked your brother, there,”. I thought that this might be a problem until she made the comment, "I am the number one slave the others are just there for you to play with."I told her 'yes' and wanted to take her to my special place so she could meet the other girls.First I had her blindfolded, ears plugged, gagged, with a hood over everything and a locking collar on the hood so it could not be removed. Then her arms bound in an arm sleeve. Her ankles cuffed together and attached to the end of the arm sleeve keeping her in. ..” She paused, then added, “Sir."Satisfied, I reached over and turned the water off, stepped out and then looked back, she was still looking downward."Come here."She obediently stepped out of the shower and stood on the bathroom rug. I reached over, took a fluffy towel and started patting her dry. As I dried her delicious body, she looked up expectantly at me, but I only continued drying her. I was desperate to touch her skin, feel her warm breasts and pull her to my lips. Denial is the first.