All the while, though Jennie didn’t know it, or maybe suspect it, Ryan’s mind was alive with the notion: “Wow! Talk about tits and ass and here ...she is in the flesh!”“Celebrate!” she said then, “I already have a bottle of wine and some munchies for us. I know it’s late but this demands, absolutely demands a celebration!”“I agree, Jennie Buns!” he said, getting a giggle from her, as she moved off to get the wine and munchies, with him simply ogling the sway of her fantastic ass, beneath the. . I am unable to to do it for myself." "Of course you are unable. And in the future it will be your natural, everyday situation. You will be unable to do lots of things. You are unable to masturbating, first of all. You must beg me always. I suggest you get used to it. For you will be better this way. If you struggle against your fate, maybe I have to apply some strict punishment for you too." "What do you mean?" "Some days, or even weeks of sex-withdrawal. You will be alone in a dark room.". That night in bed, we started making out. She rolled me onto my back and for the next 10 minutes gave me an awesome blowjob, wiggling her tongue into my slit, running her tongue up and down my shaft, looking me in the eye, kissing my stomach. But I didn’t cum. We both knew what we wanted. She got into doggy style position. I slowly pushed my hard cock into her pussy. She felt a tiny moment of pain, because my cock had not been inside her for a few days, but then sighed with pleasure. I. But some of us had attended Brenda's year-end party for at least eight years. By this time we knew the rituals, the games, and even the food. We had fun in the pool, mostly staying dressed, but with a good bit of kissing and groping going on. Pam was particularly amorous when she latched onto me."You know what I want for my eighteenth birthday?" she whispered. She licked my ear and chills ran down my spine. I'm sure the girls all shared that information."What?" I want a lover. For a week. Every.