There was no moonlight to illuminate her spartan room this evening. It had stormed on and off all night, but Jessica had slept like the dead. Her drea...s had overwhelmed her with wanton Femdom lust.‘What the hell!?’She felt moisture on her breasts and her hands flew to them. Sure enough, her fingers were coated in milky discharge as she felt her areolas. Her nipples were lactating copiously.‘Ugh ... why?!?’She wiped her fingers on the bedding. It was so dark in her room that Jessica couldn’t. And there are long slits in the wall. Sort of a glory hole but with only a chest-high barrier, and the ground floor occupant is right at dick level! I pulled out my cock and balls and stuck them through the slit waiting for someone to walk it. Soon an older gentleman came into the lower level and took notice of my projection into his space. He started jacking me off, actually fairly roughly even though he pulled out some lube and lathered me up. Another, much younger and hot looking guy came. Though they were sisters, Michelle and herself had little in common. Michelle was wild; a party girl who played men against each other and seldom slept at home on the weekend. Annette, on the other hand, lived by the rules. The only time she was away from home on the weekends was when she agreed to work extra hours at the Walmart. She didn't usually drink (although she was tonight), and she had never dated.Not to say that she didn't want to date, or that she never thought about sex. She really. When she did, I got a glimpse of her boobs and they were beautiful. I'd seen my sister in bikinis, of course, and the tops didn't hide too much, I already knew they were nice and firm and round, now I knew that they also had the lightest pink nipples, they looked good enough to eat.She began kissing me again as my hand returned to her breast, the center of her nipple now as I rolled it between my fingers. Then, she raised up and scooted up a bit to place that nipple right on my lips which I.