The redhead begged, "Sam… please…"The teasing blonde took a moment to look at Cat's swollen lips, pulsing in time with her heartbeat. The prone gi...rl's little pearl poked out from the hood and that was when she moved in for the 'kill'. Sam cupped her hands under Cat's rear to slightly lift her up and latched her lips to the pearl and gave it an intense suckle the likes of which Cat enjoyed doing to her nipples."SAM!"Cat bucked up from the near brain frying contact.Sam let go of the nub as to not. I got dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with a pair of sneakers. I went there without any underwear because it made me horny. I walked up to the door of the old big mansion that had been subdivided into apartments. I buzzed his number and the door opened. Jim opened his door which was the first apartment on the ground floor. He was in his forties with a little bit of a belly and wore glasses. He was dressed in shorts and a white dress shirt and had sandals on his feet. I was so scared.. Now that I was somewhat aware of what I was doing, I found myself continually connecting to my friends to aid their throws and even help clue them in on what the pitcher was going to do. I continued to do that, but now that I was aware I was doing it, I sometimes had to restrain myself from doing even more.That night at Brad’s for the sleepover, I discovered a few startling facts. First, my ‘inspiration’ for the sessions there had come from Brad’s dad. Friday night apparently was Brad’s. Isuppose she had hidden a piece or two on her and that was why she left so quickly.I settled in to relax on the couch and turned on the TV. Minutes or hours later, I heard a door open. I looked to the door I had come in from but it was closed. A girl's voice spoke, asking who I was and just what the hell I was doing there. I turned to see a pretty, young light-skinned black girl, about 14 or 15, standing in the doorway to what must have been the bedroom. I said that I was a friend of her.