???? I was just about to shoot, when you pulledme back from the wall. I don?t know if you had it planned that way or not, butit had been so close. I h...ard you telling me it was time to move on to the nextpart of the entertainment. I could again see all five of the cocks sticking throughthe wall, all erect as mine. But it was about then, that I realized that all ofthe cocks sticking through the wall were larger than mine. It was about thenthat I realized that you were looking at me. My nipples. . Tristan, fuck me ... Yes ... Ah ... God that's good ... Tristan, yes, faster, harder ... Fuck me..." And then I came again, screaming into my pillow.When I came back to earth, I grabbed my phone and texted Marisol."U Up?" I wrote."Y." She texted backI called her. "Talking to you got me so hot! I started a fantasy where the new couch caught me in the boy's locker room." What? Why where you in there?" Marisol asked."To get caught, of course." What happened?" He took a picture of me and said he. That she would have to have sex with him was certain, and while it partly appalled her, in a strange and inexplicable way it also thrilled her, just as it had last time. Was that something to do with Strand himself? Or was it just the thought of debasing herself like a common whore for money and information that she found so arousing? But then on the other hand, her alter ego told her, it might be to do with the greater good. It could be that the thought of being part of the campaign to stop. Her A-cup breasts, while the smallest I have ever enjoyed, were so perfectly supple and tender to the touch. Her nipples were a dark brown against her tan skin, her thick hair jet black and only falling to the middle of her neck, her hands so soft to the touch. Below her waist, a fresh wax was recently done and she had the most wonderful legs. With water pouring down over her, I finally met the true image of my friend, and now as I stepped inside, she was meeting me as well. I stand at 5'10",.