The more she did this, the further up my leg she would go, causing my cock to once again wake up. I haven’t fully agreed with myself yet on whether ...r not it would okay to fuck her brains out like I was dying to do, mainly because I thought of what the consequences might be and what could happen to the b*****rhood between Mike and me. Thinking of this, I backed down from her, engaging in the teasing conversation less than I wanted to. When we arrived at her workplace, she began to look through. We’d had so much fun playing Mystery Cunts and Mystery Cocks that we were dying for a repeat. “Who do you think you fucked?” I asked Chelsea. “Jack or Tyson or both?” “I don’t know!” she said. “But I have an idea for a new game tonight.” We told the guys we’d start at seven. Chelsea was so excited she came over at six. “I’ve got to take a shower,” I told her, stripping off my shorts, tank top, and panties and leaving them in a pile on the floor. “After you,” she called from her place on my bed.. ?" I asked, she nodded. "It's flat Cider." I took the bowl and drank some myself, it was apple juice. she thought it was piss because I told her it was. "Yuck, good enough for you though." was my verdict.She drank it down. then lay back and stretched out, "Have a nice stretch," I instructed "then take a dump and a piss." Not with you looking, I can't," she whined."Oh yes you can," I dragged her to the lavatory and made her sit, nothing happened."Is this it, are you going to kill me?" No, I. I had a crack at asking her out a few times,but knocked me back,but what we did have was a well established friendship instead,We kept in contact through out the years,birthday calls and the just touching base calls a couple of times a year.I had recently broken up with my girlfriend of around 4 years,and decided to take a trip to get away.Tammy invited me to her place in Sydney for her birthday.Tamara was of European heritage Italian in descent she stood tall,around 5'7,5'8 took pride in her.