“Your core muscles work in unison with one another,” I remember him saying. “It’s important they all stay loose.”He squirted more gel on my ...highs then began rubbing them the same as he did my hamstrings. Digging his fingers in deep, slowly working his way up. I remember feeling a tingle in my nipples when, to my horror, I felt my dick move. A slight jump, the blood rushing south. I was getting hard and couldn’t have been more mortified.I was doing everything I could to stop it; thinking all. The toys, the basement, the videos, her fun with Jamie, and even about the blow jobs and spankings. It may sound strange, but you brought us back to life again.” “So, you’re ok with everything?” asked Mathew. “More than OK. We’ve got a whole new attitude to sex and a whole new attitude with each other. We are working hard to be just like you and Jamie. I always thought Amy was naturally submissive, but I just couldn’t break through.” “Wow…didn’t think it would turn out this way. Maybe I should. Stacy could feel Brad's cock pressing against her stomach as they kissed. It felt so hard, almost akin to steel though it radiated his body heat. ' I need to feel it inside me!!' Stacy thought to herself ' I want him to fuck me' . Stacy broke away from the kiss, lifting herself from the waist up off Brad's chest. As she reached down to grasp his cock their eyes remained locked, neither of them breathing as the anticipation of what was about to transpire was the only thought within their. I'd put on a t-shirt and a pair of knee-length shorts, my bra and panties underneath were yellow cotton. I did my best to think that I looked attractive, but mostly I was just trying to cover my body with the loose-fitting clothing I knew would do little to reveal my maturing curves.Jim was sixteen, tall with short blond hair. Martin was a short, dark-haired fifteen-year old with curly locks over his eyes. Brad was also fifteen, long blonde hair tied in a pony tail and sporting a rough beard.