My need to cum was winning over everything else.The heat inside me was building. My orgasm was so close. He all of a sudden stopped. His cock was stil... pressed against my ass but he stopped m*****ing my tits. He leaned against my ear and asked, "do you want me to stop?"My ass was was still grinding back against his cock. He had stopped but I was the horny slut that wanted more. He knew he had me at his mercy and he wanted me to show my true colours as a slut. I was breathing heavily. I was so. She must have known that I figured it all out, as I started to remove her silky panties, but then paused to look at the erotic site before me; a beautiful shemale in hot red silky panties with a hot and hard cock about to be exposed to my eager gaze. I stroked the hot cock through the silky material as she had done for me. I could see the outline of a small, but extremely hard cut dick underneath the sheer material of the red panties. Sexual passion engulfed my being as I reached under the hot. " No way," I responded in disbelief. "I thought they were just k**ding. Do you think the first door that was locked, a guy was...you know?" Probably. Either that or jacking off to the porn movie," chuckled Shay.In my mind, I was thinking how hot that sounded to see a guy getting sucked off through the wall when a startled Shay let out a short, loud scream. It scared me to death and when I focused my attention on her, she had one hand over her mouth and her other hand was pointing. When I turned. When I looked in, I could not see directly into her room, but reflected in the mirror of her vanity, I could see that Miranda was up on the old rocking horse with her nightie hiked up above her waist so that her full naked bottom, which projected out beyond the confines of the small saddle, was clearly visible sliding back and fourth on the wooden horse. She bounced up and down slowly and rhythmically, with the heavy springs below allowing her to ride almost silently at the pace she has.