I know what love is. This is part of it. And that part of him that I was fascinated with, the delightful dangle? Wasn’t dangling.So what’s so horr...ble about leaving for breakfast with semen leaking out of me, my pussy still twinging from a wonderful orgasm or two? Nothing.“We’re still newlyweds,” he laughs.“I will always be your naughty schoolgirl, buddy.”“Yeah,” he grinned. “That nasty little redheaded schoolgirl next door.”“Stoppit!” I squeaked, “Or we’ll NEVER get to breakfast...”“Is that a. He was in Sera's room, alone in the other boy's bed, surrounded by the eerie empty silence of a deserted house. He got up, feeling damp and sticky between his legs and his back. He went to have a shower and wash the feeling away. The soap and shampoo reminded him of Sera's smell, suds stung tender flesh and the new bite wound on his hip. Bare wrists went to his throat to find the wide leather collar still in place. With a sigh his fingers went to the buckle, and he was more than a little. “Lick me”, I demand.More sobs. I am about to reach behind me and give her clitty another tweak when I feel movement in the hairs on my lips. I look down and see the tip of a little pink tongue forced out between gritted teeth. I grin.“Open you eyes, honey. Look at me”Those big brown eyes stare up at me, shiny with tears.“Time to get going, girl”I twist my hand in her plait a little more, causing a little squeak, and the tongue comes out further and begins to move. The first touch with the skin. He pushed forward; his knob lodged firmly in the puckered concave of Doug’s arse, but as he applied more pressure, his knob suddenly slipped away from its target, sliding up the crack of Doug’s buttocks. Raising his hips, he repositioned his knob, this time using a thumb to hold it in place as Doug had done with him. This time as he pressed forward his knob lodged more securely against Doug’s hole, the muscular ring suddenly yielded and Roger felt an exquisite dragging resistance on his cock as.