I don’t want that AT ALL. Nope. Not one bit.” I giggled. I think he got the hint.After a few minutes, my door opened again! OMG! I squealed a litt...e bit and Tom poked his head in. I giggled when I saw him and said, “I thought I told you NOT to come back to my room.”“I’m a terrible listener.” He came in and closed the door behind him. I hadn’t closed Hamster and he saw it and sat down on my bed next to me. “My goodness, what are you watching?”“Umm, just some porn.” I said and kinda shied. "Want some water?" I nodded again. He got up, and after a minute came back with a glass of water and a towel. I had made a bit of a mess, but it didn't seem to bother him one bit. He cleaned me up and lay down next to me, head propped on his hand, watching me catch my breath and come back to myself."You ok?" he asked. I nodded and smiled. I opened my eyes to look at him. His eyes seemed to be sparkling, and I do believe he had enjoyed that. Maybe not as much as I had, but he had enjoyed it. I don't know how to describe them. The aroma was very strong and sharp, and heavy with the smell of worn leather, too. I ran to my room with them. When I got there, I took my pants off and lay on my bed. I lay on my stomach with a pillow underneath myself so that my cock rubbed against the pillow. I got the idea from looking at one of the covers of my dad's adult videos I found snooping in his closet when looking at his gun. This was the early 80s, so imagine the cheesy 70s porn covers where. "We have wanted you ever since we saw you." He put his hand inside my slit, and said, "You're enjoying this too. You're nice and wet. We're going to give you something to tide you over until your husband gets back." You don't have my permission for any of this," I protested. "I"ll report you to the police." We'll take our chances with that," Tom said, laughing. "If they put us in prison, we'll have much to tell the other convicts. We'll describe you so well they'll notice you if they see you..