Oh god, what am I turning into? Diana thought to herself as she continued to kneel, bent over and panting, on the floor. But she already knew the ans...er, and she repeated it to herself several times as she dressed: “I am a gift.”The next few days and nights passed in a kind of fever dream, and though no one said anything, Diana was sure her parents and co-workers must have noticed her distracted state. But Saturday morning finally arrived. Diana had told her parents a selective version of. ." You two are weird," Mikee said, shaking her head. "What was that all about?"Mom set a huge plate of waffles on the table and sat down between Dad and Mikee."It's an old Tommy James song, I Think We're Alone Now," Robbie explained, reaching out and spearing the top waffle. She was sitting between Dad and Tami."It starts out 'Children behave', I guess the song popped into both our heads at the same time," I finished, scooping scrambled eggs off a platter and onto my plate."Do you two know. She put some KY on her pussy andon the rubber cock and then stood up and pulled down her panties untilthe fell to her ankles. She stepped out of them and kicked them to theside. She put the rubber cock on the bench and turned around and beganto sit on it forcing the big rubber head to press against her pussy. Shesaid to her imaginary lover "Oh, it's so big! Don't put that all in meat once. It will hurt."She pressed her pussy against the cock head and it slide in her hottight pussyass. Loving. They can stroke their cocks in front of me while you get me all wet and they can make their cocks slippery with it.” “You like that don’t you. You want them stroking in front of you.” Brittany closed her eyes as she visualized her fantasy. “Hell yes, they’re making those soft smacking sounds as their cocks slide through their hands because there is so much of my cum on them. They’re getting off watching my pussy and using my cum. I want them all to do it. I want them all lined up and stroking.