“No, sweetie. Rumpelstiltskin!”I commenced to slather copious amounts of lube on the head of the dong, then gingerly slid my wet hand along its le...gth. Then I kneeled on the bed, grasping her ankles and situated my knees so that the bulbous tip of the dong rested gently on her labia. I lingered there, tapping lightly, savoring the moment, slowly and silently counting to myself up to twenty-five. Then grasping the dong with my hand, I held it firm and thrust it deep inside.Trish stiffened, then. The night could not come fast enough. I attended my classes; ate my meals. But I was very preoccupied about my mysterious voyeurs. I thought I should get back to my room and take a nap before heading out to the bar. I wanted to "loosen up" before the night came. All day, I kept looking around to see if anyone looked at me differently or let their eyes linger. I saw no one. I saw friends and chatted. The same conversations, how's business, the family, your husband, your wife etc, great to see. Then you could do anything you wanted, and I wouldn't be able to stop you. I'd be lying there with my legs open and my shaved pussy on display. You could even bring him into the room -- right up to the bed. You might even pull my pussy lips apart and let him get a nice close up view of my pussy. You could finger me, or even make me suck your hard cock while he watches and then fuck me until I pass out from too many orgasms." Oh, fuck yes!" Jim exclaimed. "Sounds like a plan to me, Baby. You can. I shake your hand and reply “Hello, I’m Mark”. We get into the car and chat briefly as we take the 4 minute drive back to my house. We get out and I lead you into the house, up the stairs, into the front room and then turn right into the kitchen. You accept my offer of a cup of tea and then look around the kitchen, looking out onto the roof terrace and the view beyond the wall and over the fields. The doors are open and a cool breeze blows through the kitchen and catches your hair, as you.