“After that I hope do quite a bit of travelling in my gap year,” I concluded, considering the last comment to be a master stroke.“But, you are p...lanning to go to college after that?” he asked.“Yes, maybe, but I am not really focussed on that at the moment,” I answered.“Would you at least allow me to take you out to dinner upon your return?” he inquired.Trying to extricate myself from this sticky situation, I parried. Then, seeing Royce’s serious face I quickly asked, “Aren’t you married. ”Recovery takes about half an hour, several glasses of water, and a trip to the bathroom for each of us. The conversation turns breezy and cheerful, and we three naked people sharing a damp bed laugh and joke while we fondle and touch each other. Eventually, Hera announces that it’s my turn, and she gladly handles all the preliminaries. There’s plenty of foreplay this time around, and the pace is much slower. The fucking is gentler, more leisurely, and more varied. Hera choreographs us. Michelle's grasp around her thighs prevented Samantha from falling off the couch as she convulsed under the strength of her orgasm."You, I want bent over that desk willingly," I told Jacqueline. "The cheerleading team I just want, and they're yours when I'm not around. Take it or leave it." Bend over or leave it," Miss Malone corrected.The silence stretched out interminably."Who would you want first?" I asked Jacqueline out of curiosity."Heather," she answered somnolently."Very nice choice," I. "Sit back a bit..." Obediently she sat further back on the bed, then after a moment half-laid back, resting on one arm and looking up at him. She smiled, fully aware of the effect this was having. He took-in every inch of her. "Christ, you really are so fucking gorgeous!" he informed her rather charmlessly. "Lay on your side a moment." She lay on her side, her hair brushing the bed. "I've always wondered how you'd look kneeling on my bed," he then said, growing ever bolder. Without a.