The window in my room faced Kathy’s room, although when I first moved in I didn’t know it. Our houses were close, only about 20 feet separated my ...indow from Kathy’s. It was summer, and Kathy was home from college on summer break. One night during that hot summer, I was watching a thunderstorm and lightning display in my room, my curtains open but my lights off. As the lightning flashed and the rain pelted down, I noticed the light in the room across from me had just come on. Since the d****s. " Do we set up the tents?" It came from the rear. Jeanie shook her head."Nope! We have to find water. No sense setting up camp a half mile from water." She looked around. "How about we send out four scout parties of four or five girls out, one in each direction? Travel maybe fifteen minutes or until you find water, then come back."Brenda noticed those with weapons. Eight girls had brought bows of various kinds. She had no idea if they could use them, or if they were the result of recent fads.. I had seen their cocks, and they were twice the size of the largest cock on Earth, and if they were to fuck me, I knew I couldn't take it. That's why in the past week, they'd been pushing metal bars into my cunt, anus and throat, stretching them out to accommodate their cocks. It hurt like fuck. I loved it. I always loved rough fucking, and I wasn't going to stop them. Two of them entered the room now, their cocks erect. They looked exactly like humans, which was the terrifying part. These two. I don't really know if I'm in the right place...really.Charles: We all said that at first. The first step is to admit it. Come on, say it. "I am a sex addict."Alan: OK, OK. Um, my name is Alan and I am a sex addict.Group: Hi Alan, welcome.Charles: Do you want to tell us what brought you here?Alan: Well, um, actually it was my fianc?s idea. She thinks I have a problem with sex addiction.Charles: And I take it you don't think so?Alan: Well, it's just little things that are bothering her. Like,.