When my palms brushed my nipples, they had reacted as though I were standing in front of an open freezer, suddenly tightening and becoming hard.I shiv...red as this new sensation passed through my entire body, a wave of energy and heat that was different, but somehow the same as the feeling of the hot water on my skin. I cupped my breasts, and again the feeling jolted me, but this time it seemed to flow down my body to the juncture between my legs.It seemed to swirl there, and then flow back up. But not for the reasons I thought. “Oh my gosh, is that for me?” she said, her voice squeaky. I was lost for words. What other excuse did I have? But as she reached to put it on, I felt a sudden possessiveness flood through me. “ Don’t.” I warned her, “Don’t put it on. It’s not yours.” She was silent a moment, but then she spoke, her voice shrill. “Then who’s the fuck is it?” “Does it matter? It’s not yours. So don’t put it on.” I reached and snatched it off of her. She stared at me,. It something out of the erotic novels you read at night after you put the k**s to bed and after your husband falls asleep on the other side of the bed.Does your husband know that you confessed to me, your hand slides between your legs while you are reading? Does he know you play with yourself until your orgasm while reading? Does he know about your fantasies, where you want to be tied and helpless? Does he know you want to be punished because you’re attracive and successful?Does he know about. ” She howled at him.She could feel both of their cock’s as they pounding away at her two holes. The sensation of feeling both of their cock’s rubbed against the wall of skin that separated her pussy from her ass, was adding fuel towards the build up of a major orgasm.She was screaming loudly now as getting fucked in both holes caused her to begin having a massive orgasm’s. Cum would have poured out of her pussy, if that massive black cock did not fill up her hole. Both guys were grunting.