She took a blanket and moved to the couch while I went to her room. She had a king size bed. The room was covered with pictures of multiple music band..., but I wasn’t surprised as I knew her obsessions. I started browsing through her stuff and in her drawer was a vibrator. I was surprised. I proceeded to sleep, but in my mind was pictures of Shilpa in her towel, exposing her figure which made my pants tight. I also imagined her using the vibrator. I didn’t want to jerk off in bed, so I proceeded. " Larry cracks his knuckles nervously and widens his smile a little."Sure, call it in while I get ya ready. Good thing it's a slow night." Phil nods at Larry. He's seen him come through here lots of times. He's a solid businessman, like so many of the small pilots."Thanks, Phil." Not a problem. How's the family?" Great. Just like always. Perfect." Now there's a drip down his back....Everything has gone perfectly. Vincent is isolated up in his suite, panic beginning to seep into him, weakening. He wasn't friends at all with Mike anymore. Mike hung out with a different crowd now. His other friends were dorks.He thought about one day when he had seen Jen during lunch. He hadn't seen her in awhile. She was studying by herself in the library. She had taken all of her braids out and was dressed nicer.She looked up suddenly and caught his eye as he was staring at her from across the library. She didn't look away, but he did. Then he walked away.He wondered what it meant, if anything. He. During her first class – American History, with Mrs. Winter – all Emily could think about was her mother, laying naked between her legs, eating out her cum-filled pussy. Jack was kneeling behind their mother, fucking her doggystyle and slapping her ass and calling them both filthy sluts. While those naughty thoughts ran through Emily’s head, she found herself softly moaning a few times, enough to draw a few odd stares from the classmates sitting near her. And once she moaned loud enough to earn.