I want to OWN her, I want her to be my bitch, to do what I say, and never ask why. What that has to do with this dangerous paper sack will be clear so...n, I locked it in the bottom drawer of my night stand and got ready for tonight. I cleaned the house some and set some wine in the fridge, thawed some ice cream so it would be soft when the inevitable “cry over ice cream” part of this shit came to be, I set out chick flicks and blankets for her.....after all I am Jack, the perfect friend who. She whipped her hair back and threw her head up to the ceiling moaning and begging for more. I looked at her ass, her pussy, my hands. I could not believe what I was doing. I had no sexual experience and yet, I could please her. My better half stood at attention, study and hard. He screamed to be used, buy I needed to play with her some more. My head bent over and I kissed her ass. She moaned. Then I bit it listening to her moan louder. With her cheeks spread I could see that tiny asshole. Mr. Miller pushed me away from him. Go on baby..lift your shirt. Shaking I lifted the hem of my shirt, then pushed it up till it pushed over my tits. I felt the cool nightair hit them and gasped. Mr. Miller shined his flashlight on me, watching as I exposed myself to him. I heard him moan. Oh those are nice titties baby, so firm. He moved closer to me and I didnt see his hand but suddenly he was massaging one of my tits. I whimpered when he pinched a nipple between his fingers hard. My nipples. Today (evening), I found the largest of the rooms open (quiet time at place). I dropped my pants and shorts, parking them on a bench. Standing in front of the video screen, I would frequently glance over to the GH as I stroked my cock to hardness. I noticed an eye from the other side of the wall, so I turned my front to the GH. The eye did not disappear, so I walked closer to the hole. The eye kept looking at me, so I bent down and whispered "Do you like what you see?"My neighbor's response was.