"You're the coolest lesbian I know of."Willow looked disappointed.When she saw Willow’s expression, she hurried back to say, "I mean you're cool too... Will, but you're like my s!ster, you know? If I went with you I'd look like those losers who go to the dance with their br0thers or cousins." It's ok Dawnie," Willow answered."Yeah," she said without giving it too much importance. "Please, please, please Faith," she looked at the brunette with pleading eyes.Buffy glanced at her fellow Slayer and. She read a little message saying ‘lol veronika look at this bitch’, confirming that the black-haired stranger’s name must’ve been hers, but didn’t pay attention to the video that automatically played.She didn’t want to see her bad break-up again, and last thing she wanted was to look at it from the point of view of that bitch.Was this Veronika trying to cause some trouble, or simply wanted to rub on her face the fact that her friend got the cute girl? She didn’t know.What she knew is that,. I reached down with my other hand and started to rub my neglected bud. I began to feel an orgasm building up within me. I moved the dildo faster in and out of my sex, moaning with every stroke, imagining it as my husband’s erect cock wanting to cum inside me. I pushed it harder and deeper into my pussy and rubbed my clit faster. I started to moan loudly as I climaxed, pushing it faster. I exploded in an orgasm, the feeling of warmth and sex spreading over my body. “Natalia?” My husband’s voice. " Aw you poor darling," she laughed, "No boyfriend at the moment?" Afraid not; well none that ring my bell anyway." Yeah, I know what you mean."I wondered how someone who looked like she did could possibly know what I meant. She was wearing hipster jeans, cut even lower than normal, displaying an almost indecent amount of flesh and stopping annoyingly short of showing off what looked to me like quite a firm little bottom. A white, off the shoulder, peasant blouse, circa nineteen seventy was cut.