I saw her sweet round tits … i felt as if i ejaculated in my pants… she screamed and covered her boobs and slapped me in anger. She started crying...and ask me to go away.. I was so scared. What if she tells about it to our parents.. I went near her hugged her and said sorry, then i said …”sexy we are best buddies and i will not tell about it to any one please don’t cry ” she stopped crying and said you are very bad, i will not talk to you.. i flirted again “please do talk to me and if u want to. I was taken aback and asked her why she was suddenly interested in porn. To which she revealed a shocking true about herself. She told me that she was kind of porn addict herself. These words made my whole night in which she told me everything about her porn addiction and masturbation habits. Gradually things heated a little everyday and soon we were having phone sex every night . I had a separate room at home so there was never a problem of parents trouble.But the thing about me is, I get. I couldn't even remember what day it was. Was I supposed to be at work? What time was it? Where was my stuff?I slowly emerged from the room into the long corridor I had walked down with Emma last night. The high Georgian widows lit it beautifully. It must have been 60 foot long with 8 large windows. The dark oak floors have way to white walls, pocked with erotic artwork of the female form.I hadn't taken any of this in last night. I felt tiny in here. My messy dark hair flowing over my slightly. ‘Why?’ he tilted his head back and closed his eyes tightly and she ran the palm of her hand over his balls. She simply shrugged in response. ‘Can I tell him how good you are at it?’ he joked. She quickly bobbed her head up and met his gaze. ‘Absolutely not,’ she said, her eyes wide. ‘Of course not,’ he said, running his hand around her neck and against her cheek. ‘I was only kidding.’ ‘Oh, of course.’ ‘Come here,’ he said, curling his finger, beckoning her close. ‘And leave this?’ she.