We rubbed each other like this for awhile, not speaking a word and just enjoying the feel of nylon on nylon until she stood up and took hold of my han...d and led me up the stairs to her room. At the entrance of her bedroom, she stopped me and put her hand on my shoulder and pulled me towards her. Grabbing the back of my neck and with her other hand grabbing my hose covered ass, she pulled me within inches of her lips and said "You have to promise not to say a word to anyone, and I mean ANYONE. Any time we had the chance, I would suck his cock and balls, and he would occasionally suck me, without swallowing. It was obvious that he was the dominant boy in our relationship, and I loved sucking him and swallowing his loads. We continued that way through high school and into college, where we shared a dorm room. Over that time his cock had grown to be about eight and a half inches long and even thicker than before.It was ironic that in our senior year of college we met girls who were also. There was nothing in the spy cams in that house that would excite me.I decided to check the cams to see who was moving in, but that would have to wait. I had to shower and make myself presentable for an interview with a local journalist. She wanted to interview me about my home based business which I had successfully franchised to many others around the country.Amber Richards was the name of the journalist, and she arrived right on time. I was very surprised when I opened the door. I had not. "Well..." he hesitated."Trig, act like a fucking professional. If you have a solution, than let's finish the job." She barked at him. She'd seen him chew out cadets for humming and hawing less than he was doing right now and she'd be damned if she was going to let him treat her like anything less than an equal, his rank notwithstanding."I can produce... a viscus fluid, but I'm going to need a hand, so to speak." He motioned with his head to his hands, still locked in position. She looked at him.