” Dan liked what he heard and looked at her and said, “You got that fucking right Jules. What you say if we follow them all the way?” “Fuck ye..., you don’t mind?” “Not if you don’t.” Julie was now horny as hell and wanted to touch her cunt so badly. She looked at Dan’s crutch and felt like pulling out his cock and sucking it but thought better of it. She said, “This is better than a porno.” “Fuck Julie, I don’t know about you but it’s got me going.” Julie knew what he meant but wanted him to. A sudden feeling of aloneness envelops you.Your eyes scan the strange environment until they focus on apolished steel table in the room's center, bright reflections oflight bouncing off in all directions. You're instantly uneasy asto its purpose.There's a yellow line, about two feet long, just in front of thetable. Your eyes scan upwards at the two cameras pointing down,small red lights blinking. You gulp. You're not as alone as youhad thought.Your reflection suddenly catches your eye when you. I arch my waist forward and away from you but I’m pulled back by your arm that is across my chest. What was that? “Let me repeat my question. Did you like that?” I’ve never told anyone before if I liked an orgasm or not. My orgasms are mine; they’re my feelings and sensations. They’re the moments when by body completely shatters into a million little pieces. It’s the moment when my body overloads my brain with an intense amount of stimuli. Feeling the sting on my bottom, I sheepishly reply. Then she started loosening my shirt, unbuttoning it slowly and running her hands across my chest. "Nice chest hair," she said. "You know, chest hair is a real turn-on for me. Most of the guys I've been with barely have any." "Well, teenage boys generally don't." I finished Emily's job by undoing my last button, then tossed the shirt aside on the couch. "Your turn," she said. "Come on. You know you want to." My fingers started to tremble as I slowly pulled off her skimpy nightie. Sure enough,.