She cupped my mound, the heal of her hand against my pubic bone, her fingers resting lightly against my slit and her fingertips against the wet materi...l of my crotch. She continued to caress the skin on my chest lower and lower until her mouth closed over one of my nipples, drawing the tingling flesh into her mouth, sucking hard. The welcomed contact caused my hips to buck into her hand pushing her fingers tighter against my slit, her mouth alternating between suckling and flicking each of my. '"How is it so hard and you're peeing a bit", I was glad that she was not upset about me being here in her bed."It does that", I said yawning."It's weird."I had to agree. I was on my back and still stroking it slowly."Where are my clothes?", she asked as she still held a teddy bear to cover modest modesty."Don't you remember, you puked on them and I helped you in to bed, you took off your own knickers," I was relying on a muddled memory."Oh....but where are your pants?" You puked on my jeans. Rahul has slipped on the stretchable completely realistic Kortney Kanemask on his bearded face while we were introducing you guys with theexistence of X-men and now is adjusting the eyes mouth nose and earholes after a little adjustments it was all fit on his head, and workingas if it was his own skin and that face of divine beauty as his own withlong straight jet black hairs flowing down to his mid-waist. Afterputting on electric blue eye lenses he made few setting on his iphone'sdedication. I said jokingly. He pocketed the money and started cooking. He made a delicious chicken dinner. We had chicken breasts with pasta and broccoli. This is absolutely delicious. I said. I really wished you cooked more often. Well, i dont want my friends to think of me as a freak. He said with a tone of sadness. They wont if theyre truly your friends. I tried to be supportive. Im not very good at it. I dont think they will understand though. He said. I do. And were friends right? I asked. Yeah See,.