It was enough for me to think, and over time it happened continuously. I felt guilty if I couldn't contact her even though she knew perfectly well tha... I couldn't . I started to feel different, freer and ... more slutty " so?" I said this point to make her understand that I wanted it to continue“I had found serenity and happiness thanks to a stranger who understood everything about me without even looking at me. I felt understood and therefore happy! And now I'm here in front of her to show her. Remember, I had not only been pissed on by the guard, but the bag of my own pee had been pierced underneath my pink sweatshirt. I was a pissed-on sweat-stained mess, but that seemed to turn cock-master on. Whereas he had earlier been surly about obeying orders, now he was into it, eagerly licking my skin clean, quickly reaching the point where my flimsy pink shorts ended. His tongue stretched up underneath, lapping against my pissy jockstrap and the hard-on underneath. Not having been ordered. .." I noticedthat instead of bare feet she now sported a pair of 4 inch red spiked highheels. She set the box on the coffee table and began to strut around LD andhis cock. Her fresh face now had a lusty look to it. She never took hereyes off LD's cock as she wiggled and bumped. She would alternate thrustingher big tits out as she bent over, her hands on her ass, and thrusting herhips and pelvis out in a motion that looked as if she were fucking. Ididn't know that she could dance like that. She. "I thought maybe it would help you guys get off."We all took our cocks in hand and began as we looked at her small breasts; I know now that they were A-cup but they did look so pretty on her small frame."You want us to cum on your boobs? They say it makes them grow if you rub it in," Steve asked his sister."I heard that, too. Is it true?" she asked and nobody really seemed to know."Well, you'll just have to try it," I told her and she sat down in the chair and we all grouped around her, each.