Instead, he was trying to be friendly. At most, he might have stolen a kiss while they were in The Suite, making him determined, but Jessie wouldn’t...know. Even with the internet feeds, The Suite was camera free. This entire situation was driving him nuts. The credits started to roll for the show and Jessie shut off the TV. He had to be at work early in the morning and he knew he should go to bed, but he could not. He had to know what the hell was going on between Tyler and Gwen. He needed. At the same time I slide my glass toy into my pussy. It feels amazing! I have never kept the butt-plug in this long; I am so relaxed and it feels good rubbing the two glass toys together inside me. Finally, with both toys deep inside me, I take my vibrator and focus on my clit again. Within seconds I am cumming. This time louder, harder and wetter then before, I'm squirting. I look down and watch my pussy squirt as I push the glass toy in deeper. Every time I push it in, I must be hitting. It’s funny how you can get away with certain movements in public when you’re vertical. It became a game to us as we each moved sweetly against the other, our hands barely restrained by an ever dimming sense of public propriety. Finally, he cracked. “Let me take you home,” he breathed in my ear. Stopping only long enough to be saluted by our respective groups of friends, we made for the exit, weaving in and out of swaying bodies as we went. The humid air slammed into us the moment we stepped. Paul smiled at George, faced the audience, and began to speak. “We are so happy to be here tonight. This show has been a long time coming. We are even happier you have chosen to join us.” When he opened his mouth, it sounded like someone had put on an old record, complete with the crackle and hiss before the song started. Derek looked around to see if anyone noticed the voice abnormality. Everyone else seemed to be staring at the stage as if caught in a trance. Derek felt an uneasy fear creep.