She froze but he stopped at the bathroom door, turned, looking at her, he nodded, his head telling her to go answer the door, she looked at the towel,...lying on the bed, he shook his head and shouted ‘your fine as you are, hurry up’. She took a few steps, a few deep breathes, a few more steps when her hand gripped the door handle, her heart was absolutely thumping, and slowly she lowered the handle… She felt flushed as she slowly opened the door, hiding behind it, her head bowed a little as she. He got up, drunk, but determent. He wrapped his big, strong hand around my neck and kissed me on my forehead. Then he pushed himself up against me, so I could feel his rock hard shaft pushing against my flat tummy :o He grabbed my ass so hard I squealed and tried to back away, then he started to kiss my neck, grabbing my breast. I still couldn't move, I was trembling in fear. I was so scared. I tried to talk, but couldn't make a sound :o In the background I saw this poor woman crying her eyes. Joe and I both got tall erections and she just went along like it was normal. She said it was a compliment to her seeing such erections serving her, that it made her feel good inside.She called me over and asked us if I had ever touched another cock. I confessed that I had but only with a few guys. Talk meandered into the subject of mutual masturbation with other guys and I admitted I had done that pretty frequently but when I was younger, not lately. Joe said he loved mutual masturbation,. There was an insistent throbbing somewhere deep within my soul, and I felt as if it could go unanswered no longer. It was now or never. She sat before a glass case, alit with sparkling jewels and metals. A casual grace suffused from her, filling the air and the room with a radiance that these mere stones only wished to match. Her eyes glittered like moonlight on the ocean, an endless world of blues and greens hidden beneath a turbulent surface. Wispy curls of brown were her hair, like mist on.