Luckily, inspite of all the ridicule and bullying Maria recieved, she did have some friends to support her and a caring boyfriend."Hey, Maria!" said s...omeone behind the girlsSpeak of the devil.Maria turned to see her artistic boyfriend, Nathaniel, and his 2 closest friends."Hey Nathaniel" said Maria, with a smile on her face"Listen, Maria, there's something I wanted to talk to you about..." said Nathaniel"What is it?" asked Maria"I think we should break up" said Nathaniel"What? Why?" asked. She watched it melt a bit, slipping down into the char, then handed me the pipe and lighter. I tilted it straight up into the air, and held it to my lips, and brought the lighter to the end, following along as I tipped it down and level. The piece of crack liquefied in the heat of the flame and I started gently sucking on the stem, while Erica slipped onto the floor next to the bed and started to lick the end of my still soft cock. As I drew the smoke into my lungs, she drew the head of my. “Among other things.”“Well maybe we’d better start with some of the other things,” she said, putting her book on the ground. “We ain’t never even kissed.” She was now looking directly at me and the surging blood in my cock told me what my conscious brain had to send somewhere for ratification. I moved my lounger close to hers and we kissed awkwardly, on the wrong side. I ran my hand down her left flank and somehow didn’t have the guts to touch her bikini.“Tain’t gon’ be no good out here,” she. Again she cupped my balls in her hand. “What do we have here?” she asked. “My balls?” I again tentatively answered. “Wrong!” she said, turning the gentle hefting into a powerful squeeze. It started to hurt. “These are MY balls!” Shelly corrected.Shelly taught me to be a good Submissive and allowed me sexual release when it suited her. I was not allowed to masturbate, and I had to ask Shelly permission for sex. Gratification was always delayed and I had to “earn” sex from Shelly and her.