They were good boys and we liked them as it happens when the girls are of our age.They used to find every opportunity to touch us on one or other pret...ext.We used to many times come to school together and also go home. On the way home they used to tell us jokes and sometimes the jokes were sexy jokes. We too had developed liking for non veg jokes.They also used to sometimes touch our boobs and press them from outside. It used to cause a very intense sensation in our whole Body. One day they were. I could tell I was getting close. I asked her if she ever tasked cum. She said she had but didn't really care for it. I told her I would give her another dollar if she would put my cock in her mouth and suck on it. She said, "Really Mister, another dollar"? She bent forward and took the head of my cock into her mouth. She continued to pump all the while and this was definetly having the right effect on me. I knew it was going to be a gusher shortly. "Thats it little girl, suck my. My chief interest in life is making her happy. If she has to get things outside the marriage, I won't stand in her way. At the end of the day, I'm the one sharing her bed and her heart." And with that, he offered his hand to me. Dumbfounded, I shook his hand. Jayne walked into the room just as we had our handshake. "Good Lord, Zach," she said. "You look like you've seen a ghost. Are you okay?" Unable to find my voice, I nodded my head and gave her the thumbs-up sign. Robert and Jayne left for. Over the next couple of months I had a loose affair with Dorothy, turning up to fuck her from time to time but making it clear it was just about sex. One night after a night out with my mates I rolled up to Dorothy and Roxy's flat ( they'd moved by this time and were staying just five minutes from my place) expecting a shag. It was Roxy who answered the door in a dressing gown and told me that Dorothy had gone back to her folks for the weekend, so I was about to make my apologies and head home.