Two can play this game, let's see if we can find out what's going on in there? I willed my soul to relax and stepped back from the moment as I shifted...my perspective to that of a third person onlooker. I wanted to observe the both of us in action.We locked eyes, and for several long moments, our conversation was an exchange of silence as fleeting expressions concern of puzzled concern, annoyance, and sometimes affection rippled across our faces as we traded wordless thoughts."What kind of. "She grinned at me slyly as I felt my face redden with embarrassment. Then I looked over at Andrea with an accusing look on my face.She looked a little guilty, but said "Sorry, Chris, but Debbie was telling me secrets about her brother, so I HAD to give her something in return. Right?" For some reason, that seemed like a reasonable explanation for disclosing my secret fondness for dressing in girls' clothing. "Don't worry; Debbie promised that she won't tell anyone. And... like... you DO want. " So, what, taking a long time? Like getting you way up there and just keeping you up until you finally just kind of explode with it?" Just like that, yes, oh, it takes a while to get to know just how the other is feeling, but once you know, you can just keep them on the edge for a long time. I'm really good with Ben now, I can just make him go crazy." It sounds so cool to be doing that for each other, you really like it, huh?" Oh, it's the greatest, god, just don't ever tell another soul." I. I said intelligently, “No shit?” Two other women had joined us, one a very cute but sexy teen and the other a busty young Latina woman. The Latina woman began to stroke my cock. “I’m Angelina, and I love everything about cocks. Shapes, size, texture, odor, girth,, and balls too.” “We all do,” the very fetching teen said. “You can have your pick, or even have a threesome or foursome, if you want. What’ll it be? We supply condoms, unless you just want a hand job. Oh, and there is one rule: you.