Finally, after what felt like several minutes, she laid down beside me, and I began to gently finger her- her hole and little clit still wet with my s...liva and her juices. As she lay on her back with my right arm underneath her, reaching around to grab her right breast, I fingered her with my left hand, which is more dexterous from playing guitar.This went on for a while: I rubbed her clit in little circles, keeping it wet by sticking my finger inside her and curling it up to rub her G spot.. "It's okay, I understand. How about this Sunday?" Sure," Todd said. "The normal place?" You know it!" Damion grinned as he left, leaving him the only person still in his cubicle. Slamming his face on his desk, Todd sighed deeply.Work, the very word shakes many people to their core. Whether you were a pensioner, a working class citizen, or a college student with a new job, work was never a good thing.Todd Markum, age 23, certified master of toilet paper origami. He had never been the most. One of them looked at her partner.“You were not k**ding Jim, she is lovely. Is she up for a bit of fun with us all?” Sissygirl blushed as several hands fondled her in the crowded corner of the bar. Jim smile broadly and looked at her.“Oh she will be, we’ll soon have her in the mood. We’ll have a few here then we’ll go down to ‘The Annex’ and meet Frank; his place is free tonight and just around the corner.” Sissygirl gasped, as the males closed in around her as Jim passed her a large drink.. I could imagine they were going a little stir crazy, but considering the alternative, it didn’t seem like there was any other choice.By the end of the week, I had something new to worry about; which, as they always seemed to be, was heralded by a phone call. This time it was Jonathan. He said he needed to come by and talk to me, and wanted to make sure Mom, at the very least, was there. The process of calling Mom away from work somehow ended up as a signal for pretty much everyone from the.