I warned you about overdosing the way you've been doing. We'll -" "It's not the fucking hormones," I screamed. "It's me, goddamn it! I'm a f...cking pervert! He saw me! He saw *me*!" She slapped me, not hard, but it stunned me to silence. Her face had gone cold, and her voice was quite calm. "Shut up. Listen to me. It'll never happen again. You have my word. Do you hear me?" I nodded, slowly. "Now take a few slow breaths. That's it." I quit shaking. . She asked, “What is it that excites you the most about it?”I was jacking off and knew she could tell from my breathing. I said, “I don’t know just the thought of it I guess … you know … being taken.”She said, “It is a very delicate question but it is important because it can make the experience more enjoyable if you answer honestly.”I said I would.“Good, now which do you prefer girth or length? Perhaps both? Is size important and if so how big?”Overcome with desire I blurted out, “I like it. "When we got home, we gave Alice the grand tour of the house. We then sat down and started to eat dinner, which was rather nice. After that, the two of them went up stairs for a moment. I didn't give it a second thought. I just finished my plate and started watching the game on TV. I didn't notice, but 30 minutes had past, and they hadn't come back down. I kept watching the game. Well, I kept fantasising what I could do to Alice's feet, and how wonderful it would be to suck her toes, but I knew. "Oh fuck yes baby you like it when I eat you out like that, yeah? You like it when I make you fucking beg? Yeah baby ugh god you feel so fucking good. Oh god baby I don't know how long in gonna last you're so fucking warm oh yes." My orgasm finished, and I was still so turned on and still needed more. The more Matthew talked dirty to me the worse it got, and I needed release again. Feeling his weight on top of me, feeling him thrust in and out of me, slowing down to pull all the way out, run.