Growing up I shared a room with my younger brother, and at night I would lie and listen and watch as he wanked himself, his bed illuminated by the str...et lamp, my own in the darkest part of the room, I also enjoyed the pleasure of masturbation, but unknown to him.It got to be as I entered my puberty, I would let him view me naked, knowing my nudity would give him a reason to wank, and in my corner pretending to sleep, I would enjoy the fact I could trigger his urges for me.Then a new room was. ”“I see what you mean,” Brad said. His dick was big and hard again and didn’t agree, but it would have to.“When are you heading back to your job?”“Sunday morning,” he said. “Unless… What if I told them I decided to go back tomorrow, but came here instead?” He gave Maggie his best shit-eating grin.“Oh, you are good. My thoughts exactly. If you can kill some time tomorrow, I get off at five. Come over at five-thirty and we’ll go get some dinner and then we’ll come back here and I’ll seduce you.”. I thought, why not & as we stood in the crowded bar, he grabbed my hips pulled me against him & slid both hands across my shiny ass in small circular motions. Tight, shiny bum-cheeks was obviously his "thing" as I could feel him getting hard & his swelling cock twitching as he fondled me. Again I wondered if this guy was the k**napper but again, I later found out he wasn't. I was beginning to enjoy playing the slut. My guess was, if he was the k**napper, I'd tease the hell out of him for a. Walking quietly toward the living room I heard strange voices, it must of been the television. Upon entering the livingroom, I could see the back of Harpers head and over it was a view of the television. It was playing some porno of this blond chick getting fucked hard up the ass by this huge black cock. It was enough to make my pussy pulse from the pain I imagined she was feeling. Looking down I noticed that Harper had fell asleep in his chair with his dick in his hand. I made a sour face at.