“Good,” I grinned. “Now, get that pretty little ass of yours into the bathroom and get some tissue to dry your eyes, maybe splash a little water... on your face to refresh and compose yourself, then get right back here.”“Yes, ma’am,” she turned to leave.“Oh,” I stopped her, “and while you’re in there you can take that dildo out of your pussy, but be sure to clean it. Just leave it on the sink and I’ll put it away later.”“Yes, ma’am.” I admired her body as she turned and walked away. Since I had. ?You knew I would,? I countered. ?Yeah, I did too. Those boys have great cocks. Too bad they are not into BDSM.??Speaking of bondage,? I replied, ?I have not stopped thinking about you or them.??I told you I?m not into girls.??I know, but you like tying up guys. Can you just tie me up so I can?t escape myself. I want to know what it feels like,? I pleaded.?What are friends for?? she replied with a wink.I stepped into her townhome. When the door shut behind me and she locked the deadbolt it felt. I really don't remember muchafter Mary's words. The next thing I remember was waking up on the bedwith the scrapbook laying on the bed next to me and light blanket drapedover me. I jumped up in a panic and made my way to the en-suite andfreshened up. I didn't want Jenny to see me like this. As I made my waydown the hall, I could hear Mary reprimanding someone in the living room.As I neared the expansive room I realized who it was. "You don't realizewhat is going on do you, young lady?" I. All that was visible were his flared nostrils and his mouth. Through his half open smile I could see his teeth. They were gritting from the force of his efforts. The instinct to fuck had taken complete control over him, driving him wild. He pounded my mouth like a young stallion aching to breed. I squeezed his ass as he pummeled me and slid the finger tips of both hands into his sweaty crack. I parted his cheeks and rubbed his boy pussy eventually working two or three fingers into his damp.