I'm going to keep him secured to the tree, but in case he panics and does something stupid, he still won't fall.By the time he was satisfied with the ...nest, and with him concentrating on what he was doing, plus the multiple trips up and down the tree, Morales had lost, or was able to ignore, most of his fear of heights. At least for the present.On the ground, he sat with his back to the giant tree, sipping from his canteen and watching the fast-setting sun as he worried about the next step in. Her breathing quickened, it had been so long since she’d enjoyed sensation on this level. Her legs spread wider as she grasped his hair, pulling his tongue further into her. Her hips rocked under him as she let herself fall slave to her lust. Sensing her impending release, his pace quickened and she felt her release nearing, the pressure building until she couldn’t take it. She exploded on his tongue, screaming and legs quaking. His arms grasped her tighter, pulling her sopping pussy into his. Her finger, now strategically placed in the center of his prostrate was vibrating wildly, forcing the last ounce of his life giving cream into the convulsing urethra. Rob grunted with overstimulation as his glans became painfully enlarged and his urethra became increasingly agitated with the burning flow of his essence. Something was painfully wrong he thought as he tumbled backwards onto the circular throw rug with his seductress clamped to his hips like a vice. He could feel the burning in. He was terribly shy, and feared that the other boys would call him a freak due to the size of his cock (it was around the size of Randall's), so the showers were a problem for him -- one he didn't handle well, attracting unwanted attention. Add to that his GPA and the fact that he shared last period gym with the jocks, and you have all of the makings of a major disaster... Peter was trying to closet himself in the corner shower when someone shoved underwear over his head and brawny arms held.