I realised that he wasn’t going to let it go. I gave up arguing and thought the best course of action was to agree to display myself for his sexual ...ratification but with no intention to go any further than that. I didn’t mention that last part as I thought I could control that without him knowing what I was thinking.Saturday we had breakfast and he disappeared into the bedroom. I suspected what he was doing and I was right. He had pulled out my whore outfit, as he called it. I put it on, sans. Touch yourself." I utter.Your take your cock in your hand and start stroking it for me. I moan more and spread my legs further, sliding my fingers over my wet slit for you, I slowly push a finger inside - I so want it to be you. I pinch my nipple harder, each touch causing breathless gasps from both of us."You want this don't you?" I smile at you as I finger myself. I so love teasing you."Uh-hhuuuhhhh," you nod and moan."Well then, It's all for you," I tease.Those words are all you need. You. She possessed the thighs of a cyclist and the carved abdomen of a belly dancer. She stepped out of the skirt and in a single motion kicked her leg up to a fixed position over her head. ‘Wow Doc, this is quite a show! How did you know I like flexible bitches?’ ‘Oh I did my homework. I know all about you.’ she said looking down on him coolly. ‘Yeah, like those dancers I fucked.’ he replied, ‘I loved to put those strong, flexible legs of theirs over my shoulders as I rode them knowing they were. The rest of the day seemed to go by at super speed and before she knew what was happening 11:55pm dawned on her. She scurried up to her room as if she expected the ghost to come early and drag her down the stairs. She curled up in her bed and stared at her clock. The minutes passed slower then usual causing her to go crazy. The ghost isnt coming. There are no such things as ghosts I was just dizzy from fighting Jess thats all. Finally midnight dawned and there was silence. Nothing happened at.