Then it mattered and he was suddenly more humiliated because his mom opened the blinds on both walls, one to his right and the other right across the ...oot of his bed. A pair of cute emo girls, Freya and Phoebe, smiled unblinkingly at him he faced a corner of his room took his urine soaked pajama sweatpants off, knowing that 2 girls he obsessed over could once again witness a mortifying moment.The other 2 walls of his room each had a door and both were open. The one behind his bed connected a. After we made Gary come once, he asked us to do some girl-on-girl action to get him hard again. “You’ll have to help me,” I said quietly. “I’ve never been with a woman before.” Gary crawled off the bed and sat in the arm chair while Cindy gave me a come hither finger. “I’ll be as patient as I can,” she said. Once I was there, she pushed me back on the bed and licked my pussy slowly and gently—different than any man who had ever licked me. She knew when to back off and when to apply pressure.. Jeanie could see that he was wanking himself with expert slowness, and this pleased her, for she could tell that while he was trembling on the brink of the edge of orgasm, he had regained control and they could continue at such a state – which her increasing excitement meant that she would soon have to allow herself to reach also – for some long time. Withdrawing her finger, she held it to his face. ‘Smell my wet pussy. You want to taste?’ Jon’s pupils dilated further, but she put her finger. .."I remember a friend I had at University. He married quite young but his wife got leukaemia. She went through all the treatment; lost her hair, everything like that. Sometimes she looked quite well. Other times she was very weak; the treatment does that. In the end, after everything they had been through together, she died. He said it took a year to get over it; to get on top of bereavement; to be able to move on, with a clear conscience. That's what he said, but I know it took him much.