My penis started to rise and Kevin took it in his hand and led me to his room. He told me to get on my knees and Kevin got behind me. I felt a warm, ...lippery goo on my crack. Kevin`s finger went inside of me as I moaned. My hips pushed back towards his finger. I looked at Kevin and he was smiling. Then I felt him open my cheeks. My hole was exposed to him when I felt his finger slide out of my ass.I was kind of disappointed until I felt something much bigger take it`s place.Kevin`s fat helmet. She was in there for almost an hour!”I said crankily, “Are we going to do this or what?”“What? Oh. Yeah. Can’t we just do it together or something?”“You do it. I’m still fighting a headache,” I said grumpily. “And DON’T you think about using the share link to help me with it. It’s my headache and I’ll suffer through it, thank you very much.”“Well, after the last time, I wasn’t going to even offer,” Joey spat. Then in a gentler voice, “I’m done. Let’s go in.”“I’m sorry, Joey. I’m just not. Many may be uncomfortable with that." "What if I take a poll?" I asked. Polls are a good starting point, but unless you have an option for those who don't want to be exposed to it, then you had better have 100% in agreement. Then, if you do pass it, there had better be some rules to protect those who are not part of it. "And what about a trial period," I asked. "Trial periods are good for testing productivity, but it will do nothing for the liability concerns. You'd better do your poll first". The second I wake up the following day, I open up Facebook on my phoneand send a message to Jamie, a simple one that reads 'morning beautiful'.When I don't get an instant reply, I get washed and dressed and settledown to work. When I'm not working (or being pestered by Becca & Riley),I'm sending Jamie yet more messages in the hope that she'll eventuallyreply, and when she does, my hands actually start to shake."For god's sake," I whisper to myself. "You've known the girl for ages,she's clearly.