Something was pulling me to him.The bartender called last call, and Jake and I walked out the door. He walked me to my car, and leaned into kiss me. '...h my God! I have to be in heaven right now.' All I was thinking was, this could very well be my last first kiss, and it was amazing.Jake ended the kiss, and tried to apologize. I shrugged it off, telling him that I enjoyed it. Kissing him again. Jake pulled away, saying, "Let's go back to my place, okay?"I thought a moment, eventually agreeing to. “I love the taste of your cock Ben. Your shaft is so hard and I like how it twitches when I run my tongue along it. Let’s see how much I can get in my mouth.” Then it went quiet for a while.Then I heard Ben “Oh my god Jane, I think I’m going to cum. Fuck!”I heard Jane gag as Ben obviously shot down her throat. She never let me do that!Ben was embarrassed and started apologising, but Jane told him it was okay.“You needed that didn’t you Ben? What a load and boy did it taste good. Shame I. “I guess it will be okay. I’m not sure he has figured out you are doing it on purpose yet. But be careful because once he does figure that out you may find out fourteen-year-olds raging hormones may be more than you can handle.”“What do you mean?” Karen asked.“He may want to touch you.” Was all Bill could say before Karen mounted him and all his concerns disappeared as his wife entered her fantasy world.“Do you really think he would touch my tits and feel me up? Pinch my nipples? Maybe suck my. Captain of the guard please stun and recycle the concubine.”The next case was another male concubine who had struck his sponsor in retaliation for the sponsor striking him. There was not much to do here as the one thing that was made crystal clear is that a concubine striking a sponsor was an automatic death sentence for the concubine. I checked recordings. The concubine forgot that the sponsor was in charge and had slapped the sponsor. The sponsor was not very happy with the concubine but.