‘You’re so good at that!’ I bellowed. I thrust my crotch against his face a few times. ‘Ah-h yes. Here it comes.’ I played a real orgasm in ...y head to remind me how I was supposed to act and feel. He was blissfully happy. – The house was quiet as I lingered in the shower preparing myself for Room 12 a few hours from now. Leaning against the wall, the water fell hard against that freshly shaved skin between my legs. My finger rubbed across it and other pieces of skin nearby. ‘Nice and smooth,’ I. Watson was there to greet us. We went inside and I gave Mrs. Watson a hug. I was assuming Brianna would be present soon. That was when I heard someone walking up the stairs from the basement - - - it was Mr. Watson. Something strange happened to me though when he walked into the room. He was like my dad's age, or maybe a little older, but he worked out all the time and always kept himself in good shape. He walked into the family room, shook my dad's hands, as I almost hugged him. I had never. I guess my exhibitionist self took over then honey, cause suddenly I wasn't embarrassed, I was hot as hell. I knew I loved them seeing "Me" that way, with your big cock buried in me. I made it home still a little pissed at you but it was rapidly turning into pure lust, just wanting you to fuck me. I pulled the offending picture out of my folder and lay on our bed bare-ass, looking at it and masturbating. I had lunch, masturbated again but it just made me want you so I called you."We fucked. Candy happily obliged, ramming her shaft into me with such force that a powerful orgasm started growing within me.“I’m gonna cum!” I warned as I neared climax.Candy pulled out of me right before I could come. A tidal wave of anger washed over me and I opened my mouth to yell at her. Before I could, she slid her cock back into me. It felt great inside me, though the shaft now filled my asshole instead of my pussy.“Fuck me!” I begged. I didn’t care which hole she picked, as long as she didn’t.