"You're not supposed to touch me." Her breathing was getting heavier.I didn't really know what I was doing. Maybe it was an extension of my ability to...feel someone's emotions, my Empathy. It had nothing to do with feelings, except the kind used by skin. The primary emotion between the two of us was lust. Both of us wanted to just strip and throw down there on the mural rug, but we were resisting, playing against each other to see who would last longer. As long as we didn't touch it wouldn't go. Ron got down to a half hard and said to Judith, ‘would you like some help, honey?’‘Ron, you know me so well, come here and finger fuck me and Stan, stand there and when you’re ready and I am cumming you can piss all over me’. Lifting her skirt right up, and forcing her thighs as far apart as possible, Ron said, ‘your slutty cow, you’re wet as fuck, feel her Stan, she’ll take both our fingers now’ And he was fucking right. Her hairy cunt was big and sloppy and we both got two fingers in. It. Katie was like a school girl all excitedto be talking to her boyfriend, knowing that it was the big dope I calledmy brother made it difficult.Since it was just the two of us and I felt like it had been so long sinceit was just me and Katie, I had decided that I would make her one of herfavorites for dinner, Beef Stroganoff. As I was just finishing up thedish, my phone started to ring. The number that came across the callerID was not one I was familiar with. Hesitantly I answered. I. They were there to make certain the parties were successful. With instructions to ensure every guest’s fantasy was catered for, there was no kink too bizarre, no desire too outrageous, and none were fazed by what was demanded of them. At first, Robert enjoyed himself immensely, revelling in the unrestrained sex. But, after being enmeshed in a tangle of naked arms and legs for the umpteenth time, he wondered how much was acting and how much was real. Not knowing for sure was a bittersweet.