This had better be worth it, Jackson thought as the bubble expanded and enveloped his cock and balls. Like before it felt soft, moist and stretchy, bu... there was also a noisome feeling to it, like the pleasure couldn't quite override the disgust.Not that his cock cared. It swelled up and let the wet membrane engulf it.Bab sat down as if the bubble was a space hopper. The edges looked a little softer and gloopier for this bubble. The colour, drab brown, also wasn't in keeping with the vivid. She sat down on another stool and chatted to Charlotte about her own job which was not in the sex media, although she aspired to it, but as a clerk for a large supermarket chain. ‘Why is it you never make love with Emma and Harriett?’ she asked suddenly. ‘I’ve asked Emma and I know it’s not because you don’t find women unattractive.’ This question unbalanced Charlotte. Why indeed had she never been involved? It just hadn’t happened. That was all. She didn’t know why really, and she certainly. "I'm taking you home," I said."Nope. Let's go to your place." Alex..."She folded her arms beneath her breasts and leaned against the passenger door. She had a set expression on her face."Okay," I said, "but I'm tired. I'm going to sleep. No fooling around." Oh, good," she said. "I hate it when you try to fool around." You do not," I mumbled. Why are you trying to defend yourself, you idiot? She just said she didn't want to fool around. And that's what you want, right? It was an internal. I decided to roll on to my back, and in doing so, I woke her up. We started talking and reminiscing about the night we just had, gossiping about who went home with whom and how we had to get all the details. In that moment, we slowly started moving closer to each other, touching lightly and sharing gazes. The conversation stopped and after a moment of hesitation Lexi leaned in and gave me a soft kiss on the lips. She pulled back and blushed, apologizing and claiming she had no idea what had.