I tried my best to sequester the feeling.Then Gavin moved over to Brit and I was glad. That was until Brit said, “Mmm, that feels so good,” and it...was muffled and sounded very erotic, which aroused me even further. I thought to myself, “What the fuck am I going to do?”Gavin switched back to me and as his hands massaged the small of my back, I so wanted to moan, but I bit my bottom lip instead. I was getting hotter inside and the moisture was starting to build inside my smooth folds. My nipples. Several doors slammed shut so I knew more than one person was behind me. Sure enough, I could see in the window glass as three young black men walked up to the porch. I continued to stare at the front door, not knowing who they were or if this was even part of the weekend plans. The three guys surrounded me and looked me over. I just stared straight ahead, kneeling and shivering although it wasn't really cold out there. They seemed to be somewhere around late teens to early twenties and quite. I didn’t have time to say hi and I kept hobbling, tight kneed, down the hall, my poor bursting bladder jiggling with every single movement. I pracically fell into the bathroom & didn’t even shut the door, but positioned myself with my back to the toilet. I had to let go of my crotch & ass to lift the toilet seat & start undoing my belt, all while doing the pee pee dance. At this point my legs were shaking from all the holding on & clenching, as I frantically tried to undo my belt but it was too. Now modesty aside, I was a pretty damn good paramedic. There were others at the company who were not as good at it. There were some who were damn incompetent in fact. Suppose one of them shows up? Suppose he or she does not clue in to the fact that the kid is choking and doesn't clear his airway in time?" Then he'll die," Dad answered."Maybe," I said. "But you see, I'm inclined to believe that this kid will live. No matter how incompetent the medic who shows up is, he or she will attempt to put.