I nibbled on herearlobe as I fingered her faster. She was really breathing heavily now andstarting to moan as I rubbed her harder and faster. Her puss... is wet! I canfeel her juices leaking out of her and running down the inside of her thigh.She began to moan and thrust her hips into my hand. I rubbed her twatfranticly and sucked on her neck. Her moaning got louder and her face wentflush red. I bet she is coming and doesn’t even know it I thought to myself. I pushed a finger from my other hand. Sensual and amazing. I really want to do it again. I know she wants too as well. As I lay in bed, I try to sleep but my cock has other ideas. It’s not at full mast but it’s awkward and annoying, keeping me from sleep. I slide my hand down under the sheets and pull up the hospital gown that I’m wearing. I slowly stroke my member and it begins to harden as I stroke more. I keep my pace slow as I think purely of Stacey. Her soft lips kissing me. I cast my mind back to the web cam shows I’ve. “That can be arranged”, said Mr. Barton. “I will make sure that they will never forget the experience! Here’s what I suggest …”Both boys were, in the meantime, surrounded by an ever increasing group of girls, some giggling, some grim-looking. Their penises remained rock-hard, given the cock-rings that prevented the blood to leave their organs again. Girls were slapping them, scratching their glans, hitting their testicles, and there was nothing they could do about it. Thus, they were almost. She put on her make-up as carefully as she knew how and then she fixed her hair in a ponytail. When she was through, she picked out a thin beige blouse and a short, tan skirt. After picking out a pink bra and bikini panty set of sheer nylon, she got dressed. Looking at herself in the mirror, she knew she looked good enough to eat and he was sure her father would think the same thing.But the morning passed slowly for her. All morning long, she kept glancing at her father, watching him and hoping.