The hour passed mindlessly, the two of us just staring at it and occasionally murmuring to each other, she curled up against my chest, me lying back a...ainst the pillows. "Do you want to fool around?" she asked."Better not," I said."I'm exhausted too. Can you help me, though? I'm so damn tight."I thought she was making a dirty joke, but she sat up and drew up her long, golden hair so she could point at her neck. "Here," she said. "Of course."I scooted forward on the cushions, my thighs hugging. The dog went wild humping like crazy. She wrapped her legs around the dog's butt and met every thrust. All I could hear was heavy breathing and some groans from the computer. Sally had one hand in her crotch and the other on one of those great tits. She looked at me and said," God, this makes me hot." We leaned toward each other and kissed tenderly. I sat on the arm of the over-stuffed chair and leaned against her while we both watched the DVD and gave our clits hell. We all came together,. And saw, out of the corner of my eye, Jimmy scrunch Alice’s boob tube up to her armpits. Exposing her b-cups and then firmly pawing them.Dingo’s eyes followed mine. He could hardly have missed my worldly-wise bestie conceding her boobs to his mate. Emboldened, he chanced his arm, snaking his hand under my top. Too self-conscious to be a prude and wanting to fit in, I let his splayed fingers squeeze my boob.His thumb grazed my nipple and a tingle seemingly ran all the way to my pussy. Oh, that. Instead, I said, "Some guys never learn that, Slade. And there are plenty of girls out there to feed the sentiment if that's what you want to do."Holly slapped Bret lightly on the back of his head. "YOU don't want to do THAT, do you, darlin'!"Bret grinned. Boy knew what side HIS bread was buttered on. Nikki had explained to me some biographical details about Bret, not athletic, socially awkward, shy, and basically hopeless until Holly saw something in him. And now I kept seeing them making.