I needed it, I wanted it, I looked forward to it and I always said that I could stop whenever I wanted. But I never seemed to want to stop, not even w...en I began to realize just how self-destructive the addiction was.Unlike a lot of people who become addicted, I know exactly when my addiction started, right down to the last minute. I was at work when my wife called me and asked me to stop at the pharmacy on my way home from work and pick up her prescription. I said that I would and then about. It was about than that I begin to notice strange faces mixed in with the group. They weren't close to me yet once and than I would take notice of some one starring. When I was notice, one of my team mates would do something to get my attention away from the face. I was lead up to one of the bedrooms and my shirt was removed, two of my team mates started to kiss/suck my nipples and stroke my stomach and thighs. Soon I was a withering lust excited mass, sucking any cock that was at my lips. Two. He walked rigidly toward me, and I finally saw the error of my ways. This man is a warrior, and could knock me across the room with a look. Who was I to tell him not to yell at a servant? I forced my gaze up to his, as he stopped in front of me. She’s only a child, I told myself. A baby. And he has no right to yell at her the way he has. My resolve strengthened, I looked him in the eye, giving him my best death glare. He growled, and grabbed my arm. Pulling me close, he whispered in my ear,. Seeing her undress gives me an instant hard on. I reach into my crotch and stroke myself as I watch her slip out of her clothes. Unaware of my horniness, she moves over to the fan and leans over it to get the breeze, exposing her hot cleavage and busty tits. She turns around and bends her ass over on the fan to cool off, as I enjoy her hot panties and curvy body. She stretches her arms back over her head and I’m in jack-off heaven, my swollen prick pokes out of my shorts, eager for some fuck.