"I start with wet fingers," I answered feeling my face flush. I've never been open with anyone about how I masturbate. She was clearly fascinated with...the sight of my lips wetting them. I drew it out a little, enjoying her interest. "What about you?" I like to play with my clit until my lube comes out and makes everything nice and slippery." I giggled nrevously at her open admission. She's so bold. It was liberating. She started to rub softly, shaking the bed a bit. My fingers lunged down into. "Tell me truthfully, aren't you drawn to Bill? I mean,you flirt with him all the time, and I've seen the wayyou dress when he's here. Look at the way you're dressedright now! We can practically see right through your top,and every time you sit down, get up or bend over we cansee your thong! You've got to admit that you dress thatway intentionally."That really put Amy on the defensive. She couldn't verywell deny dressing sexy for Bill, plus, now we were allvery conscious of the way her body. He was still slim but had added muscle to his shoulders and chest. I saw him register my admiration, and he grinned wickedly. He peeled his pants down, turning around so that as he bent over his ass strained against his underwear. He waggled it like a stripper, and what his teasing touch had started with my cock, his display finished--by the time her turned around to face me, my cock was totally hard again and leaking.His own shaft was straining against the thin material of his boxer briefs,. Anything to prop me up so I could come to some kind of a future without her. I thought one handrail might be Angela, but I could never approach a girl like her. Maybe hookers. But hell, I didn't have money for hookers.Then, I realized there were two handrails that I could hold on to and they could never be taken from me. They were these two facts:1. A high school girl had actually sat on my face! No one could take that away!2. I had smelled Tori Rollins' butt!The day she left, I meandered.
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