Julie remembered how bad and helpless she had felt when she slowly got more and more addicted to fingering herself. She recalled the endless hand wash...ng to get the smell of her fingers, and the sense that everyone could look into her head and see her dirty thoughts. In retrospect, her relation with Tom, or at least their sex life, had evolved around a similar pattern. When they met she had been a virgin, and a highly skilled masturbationist. She had fallen for him like a Hollywood cliche. The. Let me call Olivia and snoop around. Maybe handle things with your detective... something." Jeffrey, we aren't a couple. I need to do this on my own."The expression on his face made her think that her words had hurt him and he turned away from her. "I'm not a man who can stand by and do nothing, Belle. You'll learn that about me. If you hate it, so be it. But I have to do something."She opened her mouth to say something but shut it again. Finally she asked, "What are you up to, Jeffrey? You. A broad smile spread across her features. “Who’s Julie Anne?” Kathy stood up sharply and turned. “No one. Just the friend I was talking about. I haven’t seen her for years.” “Oh,” Samantha breathed, hardly able to hide her pleasure. Perhaps her scheme was not going to be so hard to put into action as she had thought. “Were you close friends?” Samantha questioned. She stood up and approached the younger woman who turned her back to hide her embarrassment. Samantha felt the time was right to. He rubbed my right leg with his left hand and ground against me as we were still making out. His left hand made its way to my shorts and began unbuttoning them. Once unbuttoned he reached his hand down them and started rubbing my pussy through my thong. Soft moans escaped my lips through our kisses. Finally he jumped up and pulled off my shorts. Knowing what was about to happen I quickly pulled off my shirt as he pulled my thong to the side and began to eat me out. His tongue covered the inside.