I am atoy. A toy does not think, a toy does not feel ....."I cant seem to make it stop. All the grounding techniques, all theredirection methods are f...iling me, as I am caught on the never-endingloop, and cannot get off....."I am a toy. A toy does not think, a toy does not feel, a toy only obeys.A toy does not want, a toy does not need, a toy only serves. ..... I am atoy. A toy does not think, a toy does not feel ....."No one can tell I am lost inside myself. I have long ago perfected the artof. My man had told me many times that one of his fantasies would be to watch me with another woman. He got hard just thinking of me squirming and moaning and groaning beneath a woman's touch. But we didn't act on these fantasies. Until now. We started off at a local club, drinking wine and dancing. The night had gotten away from us. It was midnight and the place was ready to close. I wasn't' ready to stop drinking or dancing. I was feeling wonderfully warm and sexy. So, on the way home, I placed. I had to get something but as I was leaving I heard a giggle so, that's good. When I came back and peeked back in, they were kissing, and it was heavy kissing. She was lying down on the couch and he was on top kissing her. I wanted to see where this was going to go. He went under her shirt and start touching her tit, I'm guessing his hand is on top of the bra tho. She sat up and undid her bra and took it off, and now his hand is touching her tits. Her shirt came off and she was topless, her. His gasp of pleasure made her excited. Before she knew it his thumb was massaging her engored clit. A soft moan leaped from the kiss. The 'nightmare' layed back in the tub and pulled her ontop of him and his erect member. As her velvety pussy hugged him, both moand. His strong hands slid around her hips and started pulling at them. Her head fell back in pleasure. As the thrust became more appearant "you like that, dont you?" he groaned. "Mmmm" was the only sound she could utter. His hips bucked.