I tried to pull myself up right in the dark when Caleb pulled my shorts to my knees...now I’m confused. Having lived with strangers since I was very...small I was used to strange situations. This, however, was not one of them. I felt his finger running gently up and down my slit. He reached the top, my little stomach jerked involuntarily in response. I’m breathing harder...laying Really still just hoping he won’t hurt me. He runs his hand up my shirt, leans over me, I feel his little hard dick. She didn’t look up. She took a deep breath.“I’msorrytointrudelikethisbutIjustwantedtocomebyandwishyouahappybirthday.YouprobablyknowIdon’thaveagift, givenmysituationbut...” She quickly spoke.“Happy birthday yourself, considering yours is ... what? Tomorrow?” I said with a smile. “As for your gift, I could use a date for the party we’re having here for Heather and I.” I said.She looked up, first at quick but when her eyes reached my abs, she slowed way down until she saw my face.“Holy shit.” She. I think that's what gets to me the most is how hard you get. It always makes me feel like it's me and what we're doing together that makes you that way. And when you cum so hard and so much it makes me feel like I'm yours. It makes me want to please you that much more every single time. I think it's like an obsession. All of it, especially when you are giving me your cock. So deep inside of me. Even now when we're not together I can feel you inside of me. The thickness and the way you flex for. "We have a dishwasher," Stephen pointed out. Richard nodded."I know dear but I prefer to do them by hand," he told Stephen."Besides, it's good practice for you," he gestured for Stephen to comecloser. "Come here, I'll show you," Stephen realised that he was aboutto get his first lesson in housekeeping.Richard picked up the bowls from the table and then placed them in thesink. He then showed Stephen what to do. When they had finished, Richardplaced them on the rack to dry."There. Now that that's.