“So are you gagging for my filthy story? I was hoping that you would have some to tell me by now.” “Yours first, I’ll bring you up to date af...er,” Mia compromised. “Okay, but it better be good. Get comfy first.” Both girls found a comfy spot in their bedrooms separated by over three thousand miles, the Atlantic Ocean and a five hour time difference. Frankie was snug in her t-shirt and pyjama bottoms almost ready for bed. Mia sat back against her pillows wearing a sheer black blouse with a. He blushed again as he remembered thatChris had called him Rikkie last night. He whispered the name out loud,and he felt a thrill as he remembered how Chris had said it. His handdropped to his cock, and he began to stroke.He jumped a mile as his phone rang. It was a call from his boss asking ifhe could come in for a few hours even though he was rostered off. Rickwas the newest guy on the help desk team and had agreed as a condition ofgetting the job that he would be willing to be on call, even. I wanted to feel his manhood through his pants, and happy to find the thick member already seemingly semi-erect. As I stroked my date's cock, his hand left my thigh and I stuck out my lip to pout in response to its unexpected removal. I quickly realized why it left, as he brought it up to my neck and swiftly pulled loose the ties to the top half of my dress. He then expertly trailed his hand down the front of my top, pulling it down as he went.With my chest completely exposed, I didn't stop. ‘Better late than never.’ I took his hint and hopped onto his lap, never broke our kiss. I raised my hip high and long enough for him to pull down his black jeans and boxer. His erected member immediately greeted me and planted in right in the middle of the small triangle in front of my thong. I felt the heat seeping through the wet silk fabric. His hands moved from my back down on my buttock, where he squeezed them forcefully before he travelled further down to my legs. I ran my fingers.