"Just about," I said with a smile. "And, I think thatthose who don't admit it are just basically lying, or ashamed." "You do it?" he asked. ...My face reddened a little. "Well, yes, Bobby, I do it." His mouth hung open. "Wow, I'd really like to see that." He probably didn't know what that sounded like, but it kind ofturned me on to hear it. "You would like to watch me?" He nodded. What was the harm, I wondered. "Can I?" he asked. "I wouldn't think anything. “Just making sure I did not hit you there” she said.As she picked up the strap I actually felt a sense of relief – I had been dribbling come on her duvet from the end of my cock, and thought for a moment she was going to pick up on that. The last thing I wanted to do now was make her angry.The fourth lash was low, marking a hot line on that ridge between buttock and thigh. I bit the duvet and realised tears were leaving my eyes.“Two more strokes to go. Then you are going to lick my bum hole. Is. Your stroking in and out my ass. You're squeezing my tits and pinching my nipples. You shove two fingers down my throat ass you pound me in. You pull a leg around you and now I'm on my back. Your dick is still in my ass and you put both my legs behind my head and watch as you pound your dick and out my tight ass.This feels really good. My fingers find a way to my clit and I'm rubbing it. My pussy is still drippin wet. As your fucking me I take over holding my legs and you slip your fingers into. -----Several hours later, after dinner, and after the other guys went off to usual Friday night activities, such as laser tag and role-playing games, Mike went into his room and locked the door. He took out the overnight bag the wizard had given him, and opened it.Inside, he saw the love doll, all rolled up, several items of feminine clothing, and a small makeup kit. He took out the doll, unrolled it, and looked it over.He expected it to feel like a cheap, plastic beachball. At least, that's.