I reach over and grab my favorite vibrator and another glass toy to slip into my well-soaked pussy. The toy easily slides inside and I start to use th... vibrator on my clit.I can feel the glass toy sliding in and out and the vibrations are transferring to the butt-plug in my ass. I cum a lot as I shove the glass toy deeper inside my pussy while not moving the vibrator from my clit. I almost scream as I climax, my whole body is tingling as I pull the glass toy from my pussy. I can feel my pussy. I carefully placed Jeanette's things in her car.I went back in and looked through the living room. While it had been cleaned up, the rug would need replacing. Looking further, there were stains on the front stoop from where Tom had lain after he was shot. The door molding could be replaced and the porch area pressure cleaned and painted. At that point, the house could be sold.As I thought about it a little, Jeanette was right. If the girls had been years older like now, I probably would have. Everyone did. I alone found her objectionable.*The kick-about resumes after food and I escape by clearing up. Guilt eats at me for stepping away but I need a moment to myself. I can’t shake Romilly’s image – her dark brown eyes like liquid chocolate, the kinks in her short raven hair that gave it a messy, carefree look. Nor can I forget the kiss we shared and how she tasted of wine and cigarettes. One kiss… that’s all it was yet it sparked a fire in my loins that flared with unexpected. "Bye bye" He shot over his shoulder sarcastically, as he slung his backpack over his shoulders, closed his locker, and strolled away. I began to tap my foot nervously as i took a few deep breaths and checked my shirt over for any spots (I was wearing a black, short sleeved, button up shirt, black jeans, and black work boots, if anyone cares to know how i look). Studying with a girl was the closest i had ever gotten to a girl i found attractive, so i was bursting with excitement and suffocating.