Our conversations were usually very personal, talking about out lives, past experiences, how we saw our future selves, typical harmless conversation. ...s we grew closer from chatting so frequently, though, our conversations became more intimate. We shared our fantasies and even touched ourselves one night. Both of us described how we were masturbating, and we both came pretty hard but it was all online, wasn't quite real enough. At the restaurant we could hardly control ourselves, exchanging. Angela undid the few remaining buttons and Lori took it off. She was wearing a black lace bra and her tits looked to be almost perfect. Lori took Angela’s face in her hands and leaned toward her to kiss her. I could see Angela’s mouth open in supplication, and knew their tongues were sliding over each other. Angela looked like she was going to melt. Then Lori told Angela to kneel in front of her, which was probably a relief since it didn’t look like her legs were going to hold her much longer.. "How's it going?" I asked him."Not well. Julie told me she emailed some information to me and I told her I would look at it but I can't figure out how to do anything but start the computer," Rick explained."Didn't you follow the directions? James told me they left a set of instructions for everybody on how to work this stuff," I asked."That's just it. I can follow a blueprint and put almost anything together but I have no idea how to work this thing," Rick said frustrated."Yeah, I tried to. You begin to speed up, water from the shower flowing down our bodies and further lubricating your dick. Our bodies’ warm and soaking wet, I felt you begin to push faster and faster pushing your head deeper every time. You let out a few grunts and stifle some moans of your own as I begin to let out a low wail at each thrust. "Fuck me Mars, yeah fuck me like that. Mmm! Harder faster Mars, mmmm I love you baby, fuck me hard!" "Anything love, mmmm yes!" you let out a moan as you continued to push.