For she had certainly done just that before helping me up and taking me where I was then.As I lay there on her bed she went to a drawer and rummaged t...rough it then brought out a tiny bag and came back over and sat down right beside me.Then she turned to me and leaned over to be face to face with me nearly sitting her head on her hand as she lay back and began to tell me things.She was telling me that I needed something far far more than the mere alcohol we had drank to free my mind of. I pulled the covers back on her bed and my worst-case worry was confirmed.There by her pillow was her purple dildo. Twisted around that dildo were the panties that I had found outside my bedroom door. And they were still dirty. The spots where my cum had soaked into them and dried were more than obvious. There was no way that she didn’t know beyond a doubt that I had not only taken her underwear into my room with me, but that I had clearly jerked off onto them. More than once.This was about as. "I didn't want to see you because of how many orgasms I had with you. I might seem like a good-time girl, fly-girl, Playmate bimbo, popping into bed with men and women at the drop of a hat. It's not true. I screw around a little bit. I like sex. But there's something about you, Laura, that makes it, the sex I mean, separate, very special... even thrilling and... moving. And it doesn't have anything to do with how many times you make me come."Laura had unbuttoned the top two buttons of Lorrie's. He was 17, one year older than Karla, but he was still a virgin. He though Karla was, but she was so good looking it would have surprised him. "I wish it would cool off, I'm hot just laying here."Dave reached a decision. He was dying of horny and no longer cared about anything. "Maybe you'd be cooler without that on?" Without what on?" She sat up and looked at him with a strange look in her eye.He couldn't speak, he just pointed at her top."You don't think I'd be cooler, you just want to see my.