Running water at full speed. He was cold, hungry. I knew it was stupid and out. He had chosen a drier day. But there was nothing to do. It was done. I...snuggled into a corner. I embrace to keep warm. Soon I began to feel my eyelids heavy. It was like holding a huge heavy metal doors. And could not. So I had to give. I closed my eyes. I heard a voice in his sleep. It was a totally manly tone. Titiritiar sounded. -friend-. Said. I woke up somewhat abrupt. I shook hands when they pulled me so that. Breaking away she makes for the railing. Stopping before she gets to it, she bends forward, arms out stretched, her hands gripping the rail tightly and her feet spread wide apart. Incensed, by the sight of her hanging naked breasts with hard nipples and that luscious pink parted slit nestled glistening under her rear, I move quickly behind her, my throbbing cock pulsating, desperate for some warm wet pussy. It parts her lips and I feel the head start to slip inside her so easily in that thick. Help her until she was happy again. Help her so that she could smile. Help her so her eyes weren’t lost. But most importantly she was going to help her to be her normal self again. Because after all that was what best friends did. If that were not possible, she would do whatever she could to achieve the closest thing to it. Seven years had gone by since she had decided that. As those years passed, both Violet and Crystal had grown older and more mature. Even though they had drifted apart at. I then began rolling my tongue over her nipples and they became hard and were poking at my tongue. She held my head and kept rubbing my hair.I withdrew and she began removing my shirt. She had my shirt off and then pulled out my vest. I always keep my chest clean of all hair and I had done a complete clean-up in the evening when I had gone home. She began kissing me and then went down to my nipple and began sucking it. While doing this she lay down on the bed and I was on top of her, my chest.