Contemporary art hung conspicuously, and at the center of the foyer, an alabaster cherub pissed a constant trickle into the ambience."Go on upstairs,"...Steve said on his way to the kitchen, "and touch-up, if you need to." My cock grew to straining as I headed up the stairs.He came up the stairs with a tray of drinks and a large bowl of pot. "Do you?" he asked, pointing to the bowl.I nodded to keep the drool from spilling to the floor.He had shed his clothes to display mouth-watering virility.. Is that a problem?" No, it's cool, I just wondered. I don't have to wear your panties now, do I?" Who knows, maybe you will." She giggled as she saw me getting red.We were both sat at the table, eating breakfast, when I decided to break the akward silence."So... about last night..." It was weird, wasn't it? It all happened so quickly; I had no time to think about it." Do you regret it?" No, absolutely not. Do you?" I wish I could say for certain. I never considered myself gay or ever wanting a. Maybe all of us had good intentions. Theirs was to experiment and gain some knowledge of how boys worked, and how to work a boy. Mine was to have a little fun and help the girls understand how volatile things sexual can become.And, really, wasn't that all this latest incident was? Emma had tasted my semen. While she couldn't describe it to them, she didn't say it was awful, or that she hoped that never happened to her again. And that made the other two curious. Plus there was the musketeer. Without me even asking, she took off her top and hung it over the railing to let it dry. My God, her breasts were magnificent, water glistening and running down, nipples pointing skyward. She looked so hot laying there completely oblivious to my stares, or at least I thought. Her sunglasses hid her eyes, but I thought I caught her checking out my thickness, now evident underneath my suit. The beauty of our paradise was it was private with a few houses down the hill and a few to either side, but.
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