Once again, I squirm myself deeper into the bed, this time shaking it to the point of it squeaking.With a sigh, I move my eyes to the risen window on ...he wall next to me. The starry night gleams with tiny white, glowing dots. Starting from the top left corner of the glass panels, I begin counting the blinking lights. I used the same trick when I was younger, if nothing I did could make me fall unconscious.One...Two...Three...Fou- something catches my eye.The silhouette of a bulbous head, with. Next time we went into my room I ripped two pieces of wax paper and told him we were out of paper towels. When he was ready to cum he shot his load into the paper towel and wrapped it up and said he had to go. I opened the paper towel and gently licked his cum...sending shivers up my your spine....I licked more and licked it all off hoping one day to work up the coverage to actually suck his cum straight from his dick !About a week later we were back in his basement stroking and I asked him how. In an instant he had been elevated from Sir to Master. He guided her back to the bed, pushing aside the webbing that had bound her and all but one of the pillows. Marie settled her bottom down on it and opened her legs wide for him. Ten minutes later they had both satisfied their lust. John was waiting for them in the hallway as they came back downstairs. He would probably have heard them fucking; most certainly he would have heard Marie’s cries of ecstasy, she was very vocal. “All done are. He was in it, and she was flipping out. He asked me to change it, to stop her from getting on his case about it. I flipped out. I mean I went NUTS. We fought, yelled, and otherwise made each other miserable for a week or so. I was furious that he wanted me to change so his home life would go more smoothly. He was furious because I’d mentioned losing his friendship, and came back at me with all barrels firing. We fought for a week or so, fangs bared, tempers flying. At one point, he asked me to.