"It would break my heart if you two didn't love each other. If you did it because I pissed you off or you just decided to do it without telling me to ...cross that off your bucket list, that would break my heart. I'm a little disappointed though, I want you to trust me. I'm not just saying this because I suggested that you two try it to cross it off your bucket list. You are one of the best things that ever happened to me. I'll never break your heart either. If you were serious about how you felt. Shifting through the layers of the past, the dark haired woman found a stack of old 45's. Removing the plastic wrap around them, she smiled as she read off the labels. Frankie Lymon and the Teenagers, Buddy Holly, Little Anthony and the Imperials, The Monotones, Fats Domino, and of course Elvis.A bright smile on her lips, Connie thought of those long ago days when she and her girlfriends had visions of passion listening to such hits as Peggy Sue, Book of Love, Blueberry Hill and Why do fools. And I imagined fingering her in her sleep that morning in the bunk bed. I got hard again thinking of these things and as I kept rubbing slowly over that sensitive elastic band of skin under the head of my cock, my body tensed and I squirted out another load of cum all over my stomach. I looked at the clock beside my bed. I had come 4 times in 40 minutes. The sex ed book my mum gave me said that it was rare for men to come more than 3 times in an hour and that if anyone told you they did,. " Barocca helped Jeanne out of the cloning machine, and steadied her, as she quickly shook off the effects of the mild sedative. Barocca handed Jeanne a robe, to cover herself."Those bikini panties don't stand a chance of holding the package you've got between your legs now, Jeanne." As Jeanne donned the robe, her hands instinctively went towards her crotch to fondle her newfound treasures. Barocca's hands quickly reached out, and gently stopped Jeanne. "No you don't, girlfriend. No way!".