"You and Jen..." We started to kiss and ... and ... Jen played with my titties and..." Kelly explained."You got each other off?" I said. Kelly nodded ...es. A wave of relief swept over me and I laughed – loud. Kelly stared at me, plainly shocked by the reaction. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh. It's just that I was expecting it to be much worse. You and Jen got drunk and got each other off." But we ate each other's pussies," Kelly explained. "I thought you'd be upset with me having sex with someone. She kept trying to reach my asshole with her tongue but I pushed her away. “Sorry,” I said. “This just isn’t enough for a naughty slut like you. Follow me on your hands and knees into the garage. Pulling my pants up I left her and walked into the garage. My garage is my inner sanctum. Besides the vintage GTO I’m restoring out there I have a couch, stereo and big screen TV setup out there. The big garage doors have a large window built into them. Following me Diane crawled in tithe garage. " Nobody seemed to remember that, pre-Susan, my "social life" had been pretty much a zero; that kind of goes with the status of certified nerd. Besides, when you've had your dream and lost it, it's tough to get all excited over the idea of settling for an empty substitute.But my friends didn't want to listen to that, which they downplayed as "just whining." I'm not sure why friendship is deemed these days an excuse for intrusion into one's private feelings, but it seems to be so in the eyes of. I had a lot of homework in math. The teacher was a real jackass who just assigned us every problem in the chapter instead of selecting different sections of problems like 11-21 or 33, 36, and 39, or something like that. I got hard just thinking about him and soon I was "jacking off" again. I was about to have an earth-shaking orgasm, but then the phone rang.I picked it up. It was my girlfriend Roberta. She said that she was coming over so that we could fuck and I said, "Okay"I sat there for a.