Mmmm.... I can taste your excitement. Reaching around to your hips I tug at the waist line of your panties, and pull them down over your ass, and let... them drop to the floor. You can hear me fighting with my belt as I try to undo my pants as well, and let them fall to the floor also. Taking off my shirt so you can feel my bare chest against your legs as I move in closer to you. Kissing your lips as if it were your mouth. My hand cupping your mound allows me to slip my thumb into you and curling. I stayed like that for a minute and my eyes started to adjust. Thats when I saw the shadow of a man sitting in the corner. I let out a gasp of surprise but he just sat there for another few minutes watching me. Finally after what felt like a lifetime he spoke. "Crawl into the bathroom and you will find an outfit and some accessories, put them on. My heart was nearly beating out of my chest. I wanted to run but I couldn't. I felt exposed and at his mercy so I obeyed him, crawling on my hands and. I giggled as I watched Atwood take off his clothes. I stared at his hard little black peter then touched it. I had him turn around and looked at his butt. I spread his cheeks and looked at his asshole. I dropped my pants. ” Here, Atwood you can look at me too.” My little penis was also hard. Atwood put his hand on it. It felt good. “Do it some more.” “Did it feel good when I touched yours?” I asked Atwood. “Uh, Huh,” Atwood nodded. “Then. Hell I've shown you mine ain't ya go'n show me yours? I stood back near the entrance still work'n on closing my zipper. I swear, that was one humongous piece of meat he had there. For seconds I stared at it while he stood with an amused look on his face. "C'mere he said lowering his voice to a whisper, yeah c'mon over here. I'll let you touch it.' I swear it had gotten bigger as I watched, and was harder and quite rigid. He smiled with a know you want it attitude, (and I have to say I.