She said shes going to get the doctor to write me a scrip for Viagra. Why I asked . I can get my dick hard just thinking of you fucking one of my frie...ds. She said her and Ann had talked about giving me the d**g and making my dick hard to see if they could keep me hard for the four hours like the add claims is dangerous. I don't know wbout that I said. She said be be home early tomorrow. Wednesday I got off work two hours early and when I got home my wife was all dressed and ready to go. She. It was one thing to hide and secretly watch people do naughty things; but being in the same room while they were doing them, and having them know you're watching, was frightening. The same scary excitement she had the night the power went out fluttered in her belly. Her parents hadn't known she was awake, spying on their lovemaking. Didn't that make it okay?Sally's loud, slurping mouth went down Mark's cock, and Candy knew she wasn't going to leave. She might even get up the nerve to finger. ” As you relayed the story your right hand had moved to your left breast and you were gently massaging it through your shirt. I could tell that your juices were flowing as I could feel your thighs shifting and rubbing together. I continued to massage your feet and caves enjoying the story and watch you squirm. As your story came to a close your hand drifted from your breast to you lap. “I can’t believe that I just told you that. I’ve never told anyone that story before. “ “Well I’m so glad you. He, being an ignorant male, always asks, “Did you come?” And she – a good girl - asks, “What do you think of me now?”Helen smiled, but it was not a happy one. Thinking for a few long seconds, she raised her glass, inviting me to clink for a toast. Then, facing me with a challenging look and even voice, Helen said, “You, Ben, don’t need to ask your Austrian question. And mine, not being a good girl, I better leave unasked.”She hesitated and looked down before she continued, “But there are things.