She was tempted to call Bruce but she didn’t feel like making small talk and socialising with a bunch of superficial cheerleaders and jocks that nig...t. It was nights like this she’d chilled with Nina and gossip the night away. Now she had no one to confide in and someone to talk to. Her thoughts nowadays were sexual and they’re always focused on Shane. Twenty four-seven. That’s the only thing she could think about, Shane. Her twin brother. She sat there for a good fifteen minutes before. I then started to masturbate him still unsure about what we were doing but zack seemed to really like it and quickly stroked my penis through my boxers (i was out of my sleeping bag by this time). zack kept getting more excited and started to suck me off i was pretty shocked and kept thinking to myself that he had done this before but i let him do his thing because i was starting to like it. when he had enough of my penis he asked me if i was liking what we were doing i told him that i did he. You look cold with all those goosebumps.” Cindy extinguished the flame, tucked the blunt in its pouch and practically carried me down a few flights of stairs. We entered a dark hallway, through an inner door to a space with offices to each side. Turning into one, she sat me on a comfortable couch with a view of the city through the window. Static electricity sparked as she briskly rubbed me all over, first the spine and then back of the legs. I felt safe and warm when we sat back to huddle and. I know my behavior struck them as odd, no pun intended but it was something I couldn't shake. I needed to work off this building aggression and their luscious bare bottoms and backs were my preferred method. That they didn't complain, well, I don't know what I would have done if they had.But in general, things were going great. I could tell just how great they were by the rapidity with which the whole thing turned to shit. It's a directly proportional relationship, in my experience. The better.