Soon, but not yet. I'm having too much fun watching you touch yourself. It's fascinating to watch your different strokes, the way you finger yourself ...ith one hand while teasing your breasts with the other. I watch you finger your clit, rubbing it gently and slowly at first, then more quickly, with your index finger, then two fingers together.” His story has really affected me in ways I hadn't entirely expected. I'm playing with my clit even as he's describing it to me. I know he can hear the. I open my eyes and watch the countryside fly past, it is evening and getting dark outside, I look at my fellow passengers, some sleep, some read, others, like myself look out the window and dream, and then there are those that lust, their cocks pulse as they think about my pussy, she is wet and smelling of pee, I need to get up and take them off, now wouldn't that be something, taking my panties off as they watched, I laugh inwardly, but I feel like doing it, that's what being horny means,. The tears subsided and I just lay there, against the table,sobbing and waiting.Perhaps ten minutes passed, during which I just lay there, inthe candle lit apartment, cold, humiliated, physically hurtingand terrified that Johnny would come home. Nicole reemerged. Inher hand she held a giant wooden spoon. I gasped into my gag,because, although I had never fantasized about any of this, Iknew what that spoon would be used for. I struggled violently,while Nicole just watched, bemused."Go ahead,. “Don’t worry, honey! I was just having a dream!...Good night!” Donna calls out in a breathless voice, somehow retaining her composure as J.J. ruthlessly continues smashing her pussy. To their relief, they hear Junior move on, headed towards his own bedroom down the hall. “We gotta keep you quiet!” J.J. whispers. He picks up his briefs, which are lying on the bed and stuffs them into Donna’s mouth. The MILF now screams loudly, her full throated orgasmic cries muffled by the stud’s sweaty.