Staring into my eyes, she raised her legs and wrapped them around my waist. I felt her slide a hand down between us, groping for my throbbing, drippin...g cock. I shuddered as her fingers closed around me with a firm grip.With her eyes burning into mine, she drew my cock up and pressed it between her legs, against those feminine lips that by now had become swollen, hot and wet. I suddenly realized that she wanted me to mount her. My own mother wanted her son to put his cock inside her. I couldn’t. Helmet, they'll kn... know who I am!" Barbara managed to say."Certainly. But these people are very discrete and very classy. They admire you, and would never do anything to embarrass or hurt you. Remember, if word of this got out, I could be in trouble, not you." Virginia said this with great sincerity, making both of them believe her."They would all be very grateful for your willingness to participate. I am sure you can expect some good things to come out of this. And please don't even think. I was still a virgin, so I don’t think you can be addicted to something you’ve never had, However, I was addicted to masterbating. There was no doubt about this. I rubbed my wet little slit several times a day.I realized suddenly that I really had to pee. After deleting the history from my laptop, I logged off and closed it, then began to pad down the hallway.I don’t think I would have heard it on a normal night; in fact, even if I had, I might have written it off. Tonight was different though,. She was conditioned … by them … by herself. Their cocks … her mind and her body was constantly aware … constantly reacting … anticipating … desiring the feeling of fullness, a fullness she’d never felt and at a depth she still sometimes couldn’t believe. How could she not be wet? How could her body not automatically prepare itself for more penetration by one or more of them? She and her daughter had wanted more sex and to experience it controlled. The Collins men had given that to them but much.