She slumped slightly and her shoulders and chest were shocked. She kept moving in and out of balance, small shocks keeping her on edge.The wooden wedg... between her legs was agony. She moved forward and back when she could but always at the risk of another jolt of electricity. Sometime in the early afternoon, she let go of the load in her bladder, feeling it spread warm and wet along the undersides of her legs and drip off the back of the chair.After several hours, she couldn't take it anymore. I'm your best friendafter all," she said, resting one of her manicured hands gently on hisknee.Zach looked at the girl in front of him. Someone as beautiful as she hadbecome would have normally made him break into a nervous sweat in thepast, but he saw this girl for who she truly was. She was the friend thathad stood by him ever since 5th grade.She was the friend who introduced him to the game of basketball. She wasthe friend who always helped him up when he tripped and fell. She was thefriend. While I was taking the shower, the real Tia came over. She had her own key. She came into the bathroom. I heard her come in. She said Happy Birthday stud and the next thing I knew she joined me in the shower. We kissed and touched each other. She got down on her knees and gave me a blow job. During the blow job, I kinda of noticed that she was not doing the same things she did earlier. All she did was go up and down on my cock. She did not suck on my balls or lick my anus and when I. "Can I help you … please?" The inquiry was quiet and feminine. "I've been listening, and I'm so aroused."Before Laura had a chance to reply, a soft smooth hand caressed her knee and quickly ran up her inner thigh. The lightness of her touch gave her shivers. She was so wet and so close and the steam was so warm and anonymous she didn't want to give up. Finally, her voice shaking, she whispered, "Yes, please." A towel rustled the vapor swirled. One gentle hand on each thigh spread them further..