I want to watch you stroke it while I strip for you.” “OK!” he said enthusiastically. In a moment, there it was, my boyfriend’s great cock, al...eady wet from precum. He stroked it and I grinned. The top part of my dress hung loose and I held it up. I kinda leaned my body back and kept rotating my hips, slowly pulling the dress up my legs. “Oh, those stockings are sexy,” Adam groaned as he stroked himself faster. I stood up and let the dress fall to the floor. I stepped out of it and whirled. I made them grow, and with each session moved them closer and closer to center of your existence. And the thing is – you knew I was doing this, and readily drank it all in like an alcoholic with a brand-new bottle of whiskey. I became your addiction, your drug of choice, to the point that you shrugged off your own warnings as well as those of the few friends who knew what you were doing. Even when I tried to slow you down, you kept wanting more. So I obliged you, taking you deeper and deeper,. " Do you ... want to talk about it?" I offered, opening my door more widely. I know that I only was in my boxers, but talking at her through a half closed door didn't seem very friendly."You, uhm ... do you know anybody named Frances?" Trish asked, using a name I knew I had heard. Uh oh."Not ... not really," I mumbled. I was just guessing, but if the other two names I had heard both referred to me, well, the odds were pretty good that the last one was an attempt at identifying me as well."I. Placing her hand over her mouth Kim said, you're getting too loud. As Rebecca looked around Kim could see the panic in her eyes. Kissing her cheek Kim asked, where do you keep you toys. Through the muffled sounds Kim could make out, this isn't right. Reaching down between her legs, Kim fingered Rebecca's clit. As Rebecca continued to struggle, Kim told her how she ate her pussy. You know aunt Rebecca, Kim said smugly. You have one of the best tasting pussies I've had. Rebecca stopped struggling.