I tossed off my t-shirt, thinking I was the only one with anything on. I sat in the recliner and rested it half way back. I began to play with mysel...f as I had so often done before. I now no longer had any interest in Louise’s gang bang pleasures. I was thinking only of my own pleasures. If either Bruce or Bobby or even Marty at that time had approached me and offered to participate in my pleasure, I would have welcomed them. I told myself not to care about anything but my pleasure. Off I. He held apart the folds of my pussy and blew air along them. He moved up on top of my body straddling me to let me feel his hard-on. Even with my top still on I could tell his dick was huge. He licked my nipples through my shirt and bra, noticing how taut they were. He ripped open my shirt and tore open my bra revealing my d-cup breasts. He seemed to often pause and stare at me, I could almost feel him looking at me. He pinched them and bit them harder than any man has ever done before, making. Just before I am about to squirt my juices you pull away. I try my best to squirm to beckon you back. The room grows silent and I watch you leave. When you return I notice you have the video camera and something black hanging from your hand. You place the camera at the foot of the bed pointing up between my legs. You walk over to me, sit on the side of the bed, lean over to kiss me softly, and place your hand under my head. You raise it to you and you whisper in my ear that you are going to. There was one more drawback to having the house, but only from my perspective. The apartment that we'd had in Houston didn't allow pets and having a house meant that Steph could now have a dog. Now, I don't dislike dogs, I just don't want one. Cats are fine because they don't require much in the way of care. Keep the food dish full, the water dish full and the litter box clean and a cat will take care of itself. The same thing can't be said for a dog. Dogs have to be walked, taken outside three.