The clicks of her heels echoed as she walked, lost in thought. With the meeting out of the way, she’d finally had time to think about the argument t...at had preceded the last-minute business trip. She didn’t know whether to feel angry, hurt, or guilty about the whole thing. It was the first time that either she or Jeremy had missed the big Halloween bash since they’d moved in together. It had become such a tradition that friends from across the country flew in every year to attend, and they’d. Want more? Give me more, I panted. She did. Her left hand was squeezing my right nipple hard, and her mouth was trying to engulf as much of my left breast as it could. This, along with Mallorys fingers, which were moving faster still, was enough to send me into an orgasm of my own, which was shortly followed by Jordans. The ecstasy was short lived. For the second time that day, a door opened and the words What the fuck is this? were shouted at us. But this time it wasnt our friend Jordan–it was. Nope, everyone thought I was the sweet, shy, quiet girl who always did what she was told. I was far from having a clean mind, and I was more of a sex addicted bitch in heat on the inside.I was home alone one day and bored out of my mind, so bored that I couldn't pay attention to my favorite after school cartoons. I tried masterbating but was boring without seeing a good fuck going on infront of me. So I descided to play with my blocks in my mom's room. I poured out the blocks next to her. "Sorry if we came on a big strongthis morning. You're both adults, you can make your own choices, etc.etc." It's okay," I shrug. "Just shows you care, heh." And we will be fine," Kayla says, giving my hand a tight squeeze."Honestly. You don't need to worry about us." Well- okay then," Becca shrugs, before giggling and exchanging tighthugs with both of us. "Enjoy your day off, heh. See you at ballet onWednesday?" We'll be there," I say with a smile."Got anything planned for tomorrow?" Adeola.