That three weeks was a lot like waiting for Christmas when I was younger. Mom didn't know about the chain mail, so she was concerned with my restlessn...ess. It lasted too long for PMT (Premenstrual Tension), but I didn't tell her what the problem was. I was afraid that I would just reinforce her idea that I was still a little girl. After all, an adult didn't fret like that while waiting for a gift.At last, the mail shirt was ready, and Dad and I went to pick it up. I wore a tee-shirt and an outer. I just held myself there, occasionally flexing my dick to watch how my small twitch made her jump! It was one of the most delicious things I have ever witnessed. Leaning over the hump of her ass I reached forward and gently took hold of one of her hands and then the other and slowly pulled them down and behind her, straightening her and making her lean on her chest and face. I pulled her hands together behind her and then slowly raised them together until I could tell she could go no further. I must have sensed my orgasm and pulled away. I came just as he took his mouth off my cock and stroked myself off to finish. He and I became a regular thing, although he never let me cum in his mouth. We would meet up in the locker room, or after school in a park. About the fourth time we were together he pulled his own cock out of his pants and stroked it as he sucked me. I admit, I had become curious about his cock and reached down and began stroking it for him. We came together that day, in. He always thought Sperg really didn't like being around Greg that much. It was kinda cute seeing them getting along, even if it was them sleeping next to each other.As he was standing there looking at them, something dropped in front of him. Whatever it was startled him, causing him to lose his balance as he tried to keep up right while balancing on one foot and frantically flailing his arms around to keep from falling on the floor and making any noise that should wake up the others. He grabbed.