Alive. Free to keep making her art. A treasure to the world. A treasure I wanted to keep, to hold in my vault so only I could enjoy her.I had to share...her with the world. But not right away. I had her for a little while longer. I needed to enjoy her while I could, admire her beauty while she was all mine.I pulled her tight against me and kissed her hard. I thrust my tongue into her mouth. She moaned into my mouth, her body squirming. My dick ached and throbbed as it hardened. Passion surging. Amanda has received no punishment at all in the last month, while I have have only received the occasional well smacked bare upper thighs, all well deserved. However even though my conduct is improving Aunty Betty always reminds me that a good taste of her strap is still on the cards if I regress.I have been sharing Amanda's bed from day one and she has become quite a tigress. Even though she is very good at pleasing me, I still prefer boys and have been secretly meeting my boyfriend Peter. “Susan isn’t too picky either,” Dan agreed. “There’s two sitting by themselves,” he pointed to their right.They approached the two from the side and Paul nudged Dan’s arm, “They may not be interested in pussy having the others cock in hand.”“Maybe they’re similar to us and like pussy and cock. At least we’d get to see their size easier.”“I guess there’s only one way to find out.”“I hate to interrupt your fun,” Paul began. The two startled by his sudden appearance and question made them take a. " I hurriedly got dressed in my stockings, garter belt, panties, heels and bra. It was dark outside and I wanted to walk down there dressed up like this – with nothing else. I walked to the door and when I stepped outside, the security light came on! I just walked fast down our driveway, with my heels loudly clicking all the way. I walked down the street and up to their door and Mark opened it for me. He said, "Nice." Then he yelled to Susan, “The cocksucker is here.” “Come here fagot,.