Then we lay together like that, wrapped around each other for a few minutes. Finally I spoke. “How long?” “What?” she said. “How long did he...play with your boobs?” “Maybe five minutes. And then the power came back on. So I told him to stop or else. And he did.” “Didn’t you feel aroused?” I asked. “No.” she said a little too quickly. “Shilpa!” I said questioningly. “Well…” she said. “I know how sensitive your boobs are. It is impossible that you did not feel aroused.” I said. “Yes, I did.”. .. John was screwing Helen. Sharon put her face in her hands, weeping, "Damn you... Damn you. How could you?" After a few minutes, she got her emotions under control, but not her anger, anger at John and at Helen. She restarted the video and watched the remaining 15 minutes or so of John and Helen sucking and fucking each other. Her anger peaked when she noted that the last scene was dated last Thursday night when she was at the women's country club meeting - the one Helen didn't make. Sharon. Again, he put his arm around me and growled, “Get on that dick.” I immediately returned to my duty of rubbing his crotch. “I sure hope you like getting fucked.” He said. I told him that I never tried it. That was MOSTLY true. No one had ever fucked me, but I had shaved a dildo up my ass a few times when I was jerking off, and I liked it. “Well, don’t worry. I’m going to break you in GOOD!” he told me. Again, the feelings of anxiety were flooding through me. He told me that he liked the fact. He got inside and finished in under two minutes, twisting my nips like he was tuning a radio the whole time,” Jasmine said. She looked off into the distance as she recalled the memory. Then she curled her lip and shivered, shaking the memory away.“Mine was with Jordan Acks. He pounded me like a jackhammer for I don’t even know how long, but couldn’t actually cum because he masturbated too much. He said he couldn’t feel anything with the condom on but I knew for a fact he went through a box.