I held her… no… I clutched her against me, willing her to simply know how much I loved her.When Eric’s three-legged cats finally decided they li...ed me a few years ago—or at least that I was a fact in the building and wouldn’t suddenly disappear—they attached themselves to me at every opportunity. If I sat on the back steps to drink wine with Eric, or if a group of us gathered around a hibachi to grill steaks on the outside landing, they would twist around my ankles, rubbing and purring. If I. She moved off me then I felt her spread my bum cheeks, then a cold, wet and slimy hard object was pushed against my um hole, she was going to fuck me! I felt her insert her vibe into my arsehole, slowly at first, but soon it was fully inside me and she pumped it in and out of my tight man cunt. She fondled my balls, squeezing gently this time as her vibe invaded my back passage. I could feel it rubbing against my prostate, the feeling was awsome, my cock was dripping precum onto the floor, my. Ann was happy when we told her what had happened to Wyson, and I guess that was what was important. Wyson never did come back to school, why I don't know—embarrassment?By this time, the weather decided to get nasty, so our trips to Central Park were curtailed. Okay, I confess that Tom and I were going stir-crazy from the inactivity. At least, we were able to jog as long as the snow held off, but jogging in the rain is really not much fun! We both turned 17 over the winter, and Mom finally. "Andy and Sarah nodded and picked up their items and left.The open-plan toilets really were open plan. The wall had been replaced by a giant window and refitted. A shower was in the corner and Sarah, as the dirtiest, kicked off her shoes and walked in. Andy smiled as the hot water hit her dirty body and washed away the brown, yellow and pink mess."It's your fault," she moaned and Andy removed his shoes and walked in alongside her."Ssshhhh," he said and from behind her and wrapped his arms.