'I still had my new vibrator switched on, but I'd lost the orgasmic build-up. 'That's still really fast.'Steven and Jack sat close together watching f...om the other side of the room. Jack let out an, 'Ew,' as his sister leaned over to kiss Tiff.'What's that meant to mean?’ said Samantha. 'You've literally watched us having sex.''I didn't watch.''I did,' added Steven.As the siblings traded insults, I watched our newest addition still stroking himself. This was Thomas, who'd been part of the. " Which part of 'I'm beat' don't you understand, Jon?" Erika spat angrily, still hanging powerlessly between the bars that she supported herself on in her attempts to relearn walking and building up muscles that had degenerated after months of immobility."Erika, I know it is hard, but if we want to get away from this place," Jon said, looking around the 'torture chamber' disapprovingly. "The sooner you get better, the sooner we're out of here. Do you think I'm having fun with this? I can think. I gave it back and said that it didn’t fit. “What?”, he said with shock in his voice. Once again, he looked through the hole at me and then caught a glimpse of my miniscule and pathetic cock.“Can I come to your stall?”, he asked.“Sure. But don’t you think we’ll get caught?” I asked him hesitantly.“I doubt it.” he said. “Besides, no one ever comes to this bathroom when they have the locker rooms.” I unlocked my stall door and there stood a young military guy in shorts and a tee. The bathroom was. “Something for you now?” she said, standing in front of me in a tiny black thong and bra. I know what I’d like to have said, but it was more than my job was worth and I told her as much. “So who employs you?” I told her and she asked who paid them which was obviously, if indirectly, her. “So, you work for me so it’s more than your jobs worth not to do as I ask; right?” I nodded, not really know what to say or do. She was standing a few feet in front of me, hands on hips “Show me your cock”..