" I really like you Donna, but I am not going to be at your beck and call waiting for you to tell me it's my turn now. Especially while you're still s...eeing that ass Brian." Why do you need to go out with that girl?" Why do you need to go out with Brian?" Brian is fun and likes to be with me," Donna answered."Ditto Barbara," I responded. "I enjoy my time with her and I'm not limited to one night a week. This conversation is a dead end Donna. You have no right and a lot of nerve asking me to stop. What a dick-happy time I've had.Then one afternoon as we lay there in our post-fuck trance, as she slowly rubbed my dick, I mentioned to her that my sister Lori's fourteenth birthday was coming up next month and I was trying to think of something special to give her for the occasion. Did she have any suggestions."You two get along pretty well, don't you?" Yeah, now we do, we both seem to hit it off better than when she was a little twerp." Well, if you're up for it I have a great idea for a. That day we managed to get him to drink. He was probably becoming dehydrated, but didn't care. I think he only drank to get us to leave him alone. I was surprised that he hadn't soiled the bed, but apparently both his bowels and bladder were empty. Thinking about this I realized that none of us had been fed since we'd been put in the room here with him. It didn't make any sense for them to starve us to death, and I assumed it was just another intentional discomfort, that we'd be fed eventually.. She says that she has been thinking about me. Rubbing herself at night. Wishing that this day would come for nearly 3 years. She finally starts by unbuttoning my jeans and throwing both my underwear and pants by the door. She starts to slowly grasp and rub my erect bare penis with her cold hand. The lack of warm blood to her hand made a huge difference when she states how warm my penis is. She continues to talk about how she has been thinking about me. As she does so, she starts to give on a.