" I began, still pumping her pussy. I aimed upward, searching for her g-spot. It would be a real treat if I'd found it!"... And you command me to do t...ings, and in the end I have my tongue buried in your cunt and the President himself walks in as you're brought to orgasm and he doesn't even realize it." I continued."...Don't stop." CJ panted. "Holy fuck, I can pitcure that scene perfectly". Toby said as he imagined it.CJ groaned, her legs bucking. If there's one thing I learned about her, it's. I couldn't make out who the other girl was at all, the towel obscuring her head. Who was it? What would Mia think if she knew about Shay? Did Mia already know about Shay? The mystery girl sat up and moved over so Shay could lie down, and as she turned around to assume the same position as Shay earlier, time seemed to stop.I didn't know what to do, how to react. There she was, obviously a willing participant. Mia, who just last night had made love to and professed her love for me. She who had. Woh sidiyon pe chad kar dibbe nikal rahi thi aur mujhe nichhe de rahi thi, par achanak unka balance bigda or woh niche gir gayi, jyaada nahi laga kyon ki maine unhe pakad liya , par unke pair main moch aagayi, unse chala nahi jaarah tha, unhone mujhe bedroom main le jaane ko kaha, main unhe wahan le gaya aur leta diya, unko kafi dard ho raha tha.Unhone mujhe cupboard se pain relief balm nikal ne ko bola, maine wo nikala aur unhe diya to woh kehne lagi ki tumhi laga doh, unhone gown pehna tha ,. But I didn't have the courage myself to inquire about it. Or the better part of discretion won out, at least for a while.Several weeks later, however, I was in a lonely (read: horny) mood and when I saw her in a new chatroom (something like "bored and braless" this time), I couldn't resist. Admittedly, the several glasses of wine I'd had didn't help with my sense of discretion, either.So I sent her an ill-advised IM: "gotcha! where's your bra? hi - it's your aunt mary." To which her predictable.