I was getting so horny, I decided to suck on the head of one of the cocks I was stroking. I really moaned around it, as my stepmom added a second fing...er along with a generous helping of baby oil all over my ass. I purred as it made my ass all shiny and slippery. I shivered a little as it ran between my cheeks, over my asshole and around her fingers. I was getting so wet, I didn't think I could take much more, but she managed to squeeze a third finger into my oiled ass. My tight hole was really. . but ... how can I hear you? And for that matter how can you hear me," I thought.I don't know, said Jessica, Oh, It must be telepathy!You're reading my thoughts!? I sent.I guess so, I don't really know. I can't think of any other explanation.I guess, unable to think of a more plausible explanation, me being crazy seemed high up on the list though.I was a little shocked by the whole thing I decided to assume for now that I wasn't out of my mind. I assumed Jessica must be in one of the other. I thought "Whynot?" and that's how I ended up meeting Bob.I was 22, 5' 10" and skinny. Bob was about 35, and overweight. Still, itwas OK to share the half hour ride, twice a week.It turns out that Bob was fascinated with sex. He'd tell me about hisgirlfriends. He'd fantasize about girls in our classes. I was quiet, buthe loved to talk.Finally, after a few weeks, I had to speak up. I couldn't disclose mycross-dressing fantasies, but I had to ask about one piece of it. While Iconsidered myself. I didn't take him for a stupid man and only an idiot thinks you can solve this type of problem by giving into these kinds of people. If you give them money once you'll be giving it to them forever. Not only that but the amounts will keep getting larger and larger. You don't deal with vermin like that; you exterminate them the best you can while putting a shield between them and their targets. That's what we were: the shield. Maybe if we got lucky we could also be the exterminators but since.