" I looked around, consciously hunting for Megan or someone else from my crew, as if Cassidy and I would get caught and be in trouble for talking to e...ch other. Then I looked back at my ex-girlfriend. "Uh, I thought you guys weren't talking to me anymore."She shrugged. Neither Megan nor Cassidy HAD talked to me in over two weeks. Some of the others did. Abigail and Allison Sanders had been polite, if not openly friendly. Daniel and Sung would at least acknowledge my presence and even exchange. It would have to do for now and I slowly slid it deep into my pussy. My lips parted and the vibrator found its home deep inside me. I pushed the button on the base and it hummed to light. The initial vibrations were intense and the pleasure was great as always. I had always been an avid masturbator and usually found myself in a similar situation at least twice a day if not more, and that was before there were two sexual animals mating in the bedroom upstairs…I worked the vibrator in and out of. No big whoop."He was playing her perfectly, because the more he ignored her, the more she wanted him. To be ignored or even to have to compete for attention was an almost unprecedented experience for her, ever since she'd developed her outlandish rack as a young girl.Brenda's plan to act cool and collected didn't last long. Within minutes of his arrival, she started to overtly flirt with him. But that didn't earn her his exclusive attention, even when she used her bare tits as a lure. After a. As she lay next to me, she said she was lonely and could not sleep. She said needed a man to hold her (my dad had passed away 7 months earlier). I could smell alcohol on her breath. I was embarrassed and asked her to leave a couple of times but she kept saying please just hold me. Laying next to me she started to rub her hand over my chest, working her hand lower. I just laid there nervous and anxious wondering what to do. I stopped breathing when her hand got to the top band of my tighty.