John gave you along and deep kiss, “you look like some high class whore darling…fucking horny” he gently circled his fingers over my pussy lips,... dipping ever so slightly into my sex with a satisfied sigh “darling you really are one wet pussy’d slut.” We both walked down the stairs together, John went into the dining room as I swung the door open to the siting room.The three men were all dressed in the same sexy uniform, a shiny black tight rubber tunic revealing their hunky chests, the bottom. She enjoyed those moments too and now wondered about this man. He was direct. “What is it you do by hand? I see you doing something. This can be done by man? This can be done by man?” he told her. “I not see man around here. You enjoy yourself but there is no man around? Why woman do this?” he went on to say. Is woman doing something to her own self?” he then asked more pointedly as his eyes then snaked down over her thighs and then up towards her privates. He smiled for a short moment and then. ”We both changed the subject after that, but I noticed that Jim still had his hand on his crotch, discreetly rubbing himself. I got home and had dinner with my parents. Then I excused myself to take a shower and go to bed after a long day at work. What I really wanted to do though, was play with those life-like dildos.I first took out the smaller, flesh colored dildo and handled it, fantasizing that I was holding a real cock. My pussy was very wet, and I carefully experimented by pushing it. It won't even work now will it? I've known you longer than Tina and even left my thong in your room last year during a sleep over. I know you probably sniffed it and tasted it and jerked your cum into it and you let her take all your goo? Why" As this scolding was under way she was still holding my dick and toying with it. Before I could understand what was really happening I realized my young dick was swelling again. She knew but was pulling at it as she was telling me off. Finally she.