As he watched, she started with one finger, so slow but then her hips just kept moving faster and faster. He knew she was craving anything and everyth...ng he would put inside her. As he watched and listened to her he could tell she was getting close to making her self cum. She had lost control and was moaning so loud and as she got closer to cumming she sat up on her knees facing the door. Just then their eyes met and she realized he had been watching her the whole time. It turned her on so much. I knew there was nothing about her that would be an unpleasant surprise, but I did fear that once she got a look at me that the meeting would be the end of our friendship and romance. Even though I had her assurances that she trusted me and felt she knew me, there was this concern on my end.Our friendship had always been something made of bits of data flying around the Internet, we had never spoken to each other on the phone, and aside from a short video clip that we each shared with the other. "WOW! Was that just me, or did you feel that too?", he asked me. "Oh god, you mean to say you felt that as well?" I was stunned that we could both have the same reaction to what started as a simple kiss. I lifted my face to his, and brought his lips to mine. My hands were in his hair. I moaned as he slipped his tongue into my mouth once again. His hands found the bottom hem of my tee-shirt and ran up my rib cage to find my breast in a lacy half cup demi bra. He cradled my small. At the first branch, we turned right, ducking through a narrow opening into a vast chamber. The ceiling was high, though compared to the length and depth of the room, it felt close anyway. The far walls were barely visible even in the bright lamp-light.It took me a moment to understand what I was seeing as I looked around the room: there were bars, some forming boxes and some from floor to ceiling, many rusted and some bent or fallen entirely. Cages, I realised. Dozens of them. Small ones, the.