I ejaculate on her bed. She doesn’t care at all, it is always wet because of her sessions on masturbation happening every night! We count the points... 2-1 for me ! But she comes out very rapidly after me and it is 2-2! The match is very tense. We cry our pleasure at each orgasm. We are hot ! Our cunt are red we spread the lips, we touch the clitoris. They foam, they are shiny, brilliant under the sun rays penetrating the cosy bed room. At the end of the hour, it is 10-10! No winner this time.. "So what's the goss?" I asked trying to divert her attention from myphysical appearance.I sat down behind my desk being grateful for the barrier while Julesfilled me in with some of the office news.Soon our conversation was interrupted by the needs of the job and Iplunged into my usual long list of phone calls, emails and faxes toagents, hoteliers and suppliers. The time flew by as I battled to solvethe usual weekend collection of holiday problems. Once again I wassurprised by the number of. "Why the bicycle - van broken down?" Yes. Wouldn't start this morning, so here I am getting bloody frozen just to deliver your Mistress's weekly food. Not as cold as you, though! I don't know how you do it - come here a minute!"And with this, the boy stepped up to the Girl and folded her shivering nakedness in his arms, giving her a little bit of much needed warmth, as well as the human sympathy and contact she had been deprived of for much too long. After a few seconds of this welcome solace. She found him hot. He made her feel hot.From across her way she studied his form. The toned thighs and legs, the shadows of dark hair all over the parts of his body she could see. How the dark hairs clouded over and became thicker from underneath his belly button, a delicious trail to where the fun began below the waistband of his boxer briefs.He was watching her too, she could tell that much. He watched her every night, just as she watched him. At first, she had tried to distract herself when.