Candy loved to masturbate, especially for an audience, which she had now. The challenge was in finding something she hadn't tried or used to get herse...f off with. So far, Ned hadn't come up with anything himself that she hadn't tried, and for those few that actually managed to do so, Candy would immediately use whatever item was named and proceed to masturbate with it right then and there, but she was known for masturbating primarily with chocolate bars, all kinds. Which is where her name. Her hips bucked so hard that her ass came up off the bed a few of inches, despite Ryan's firm gripe on her. It was the most intense orgasm that she'd ever had, and it was only as it was coming to a close that she realized that her mind had been momentarily unaware of anything except the power emanating from her loins.It was as if the sound had been turned off, and it suddenly came on again. All at once she became aware of her heavy breathing, and the fact that she was panting, "Oh shit, oh god,. Once dressed and ready, I opened my eyes to see Melissa watching me."What is it this time?" Time to face the public." Oh my god, the day has arrived. How do you feel?" Apprehensive about what the reaction will be, but confident I will save about 50 people, lots of cars and a train." One of the things I realized while making my plans for the many rescues I had so far attended was that I had to let the disaster start. For instance this train. I could have stopped it before it came off the tracks,. ’ ‘Children,’ Zora interrupts, patting her mouth with a paper napkin. I shoot a glance at Em who returns the look over the rim of her coffee cup. Zora has two modes when sober: know it all bitch and pining waif. ‘So,’ I say slowly, trying to avoid land mines that will set off a Zora tangent. ‘What are we doing again today? Going to Trinity or something?’ ‘Didn’t you read the schedule?’ Zora quips. Ignoring her, I turn to Em and raise a brow. She’s the peacekeeper of the group because both.