.ahhh…’ Marti let slip as I noticed her finger moving much more rapidly over her clit, her back arching and her breasts heaving slightly. The sigh... of this made my heart jump and I slowly pushed my pants and panties down to my knees. My pussy was throbbing from my talking as well as what I was seeing in front of me. My fingers found my bulging lips and quickly parted them for greater access. ‘Jess, keep talking while you finger yourself.’ Marti commanded. ‘I can feel his tongue working its way. They are large and in charge in their films. Women probably buy as much porn and toys as men, but we just hide it better. Just the thought of those three men makes me so aroused, so wet…mmmmm so ready to fuck. I could come right now thinking of them, especially all at once. My trapped life as a try anything slut though began to end when I met someone. Someone as perverted and twisted as me. A man who opened my eyes to see that it was okay to embrace my inner slut…… Derek ‘No, honey, I’m not. The plug in her ass started to vibrate. The vibrations were soft enough not to drive her over the edge, but enough to force her desire to build. He pressed the second button next, and the vibrator in her sensitive cunt, its intensity the same as the plug in her ass. She whimpered as the butterfly remained off, still pressed against her throbbing clit, still teasing. He grinned and put the control back into his pocket and picked up the hair brush. Master sat down on the edge of the bed near her. I must be going crazy.As she had a dozen times since reading the book, she turned toward an imagined sound and searched every nook and cranny for its source, only to see nothing.There’s only one way to prove it’s not real, she thought when she looked at the book again. Just do it, and when nothing happens, you’ll know Grandma is going senile.It made sense. Of course, so did assuming her grandmother wasn’t in her right mind, without going through the ritual. That was even more reasonable. Yet.