I didn’t swallow every time I wanked, it was more like one in twenty but it became more and more frequent. It did depend on what position I was in w...hen I played. If I was kneeling it was easy to cum in my hand and I did, then a few licks and it was all gone.At the same time as the masturbation and cum swallowing there was also a desperate desire to film myself dressed and playing. I managed to get a video camera and when the time was right I got myself ready. I dressed in a woman’s swimming. I didn't see her lock the door when she came in but she did. I turned off the light so the blue glare of the tv shone on us.We wrapped our arms around eachother and got right to the kissing. As we started moving our toungues against the other person's, she started moving her hand down my chest and stomach down to my crotch. Which already gave my shorts a tent. I helped her take off her pink night gown, then I unstrapped Tracy's bra and through it aside to the floor. Her boobs were about and. When I asked her why she wouldn't talk to me, all she said was: 'Because, I can't.' What the fuck does that mean?"Bailey leaned back as he pondered the question. I was wasted, but even I knew what it could mean. Bailey lifted his glass to his mouth and emptied it. "It could mean anything. Maybe Lisa and Edith had a fight about something. You know how girls get."Jones wasn't convinced. "After I got off the phone with Lisa, I called Edith's parents. They said the same thing that my parents said.. I'd done my eleven plus and school had broken up for the summer holiday, mum and dad left me in the care of my brother and sister while they went out to work, but as I was older I had a bit more freedom to do as I wanted especially as Mark and Emma had affairs of their own to attend to. So it was that half my time was spent either out and about with boys from my school or on my tod at home, the other half was spent in the company of either my brother or my sister, but never both, they seemed to.