I may have a Masters’, but I can’t turn down the noise from the telly. Ignoring the problem for a moment I typed out a perfunctory reply. >, Ver...y well, thank you. How are you? Nice and non-committal. No sins indulged with that reply. >, Also very well, thank you for asking. Before I could think of something clever to reply with that didn’t make me sound like a wanton slut, the bell tinkled again. >, Did you have a good time yesterday afternoon? How do you answer a question like that?. As they made love to each other, I began stroking myself, and soon Chantelle lifted herself off Clarice and lay on her side; Clarice rolled over to pursue the wet lips she was drinking from, and they continued sucking, each pursuing the other’s climax while building to her own.I crouched above them, my rarest high school fantasy come true, staring at them oblivious for once of my presence, eyes closed as they sucked away, and as they approached climax simultaneously, I stroked harder and. My cock was on fire. It wasn't going to takevery long."Come on me, not in me" she said, between moans and gasps for air.I pulled out when I could take no more. My cock twitched. It felt likeI was coming in buckets, but only a tiny dribble came out. My cock wasa bright purple, the strap around the base very tight. I was actuallyin pain. Rachael had dropped her end of the strap when we changedpositions.Rachael turned around. "Oh, that'll have to be cut off," she said,producing the scissors. "But. I'm thinking that this is Adult Week -- and we might be busy ALL week! Where are we on the construction?" We got all of the final inspections today, so Fred is going to move forward with the stuff we didn't want the building inspectors to see, like suck booths and the special doors and lighting for the dark rooms. Things are falling into place." Good. Please ask Fred to put a nice, solid door at the bottom of the root cellar stairs," Toby directed, "one with bolts and locks. That's our holding.