She moaned, unable to contain it and Matt’s finger went deeper as she clenched around it. The heel of his hand ground against her and there was noth...ng she could do but take it. Her body felt alive and open and the more she tried to stay quiet, the harder he touched her, making her eyes close and her breath come out harder and louder.“You can’t,” she whispered. “He’ll see,” Her eyes flicked anxiously to the rear-view mirror again. “Fuck, Matt.”Matt was unperturbed. “He’s not touching you,” he. I'd like to have a night but no one would show.(Bashful) Sure they would, when do you want to do one?(*Anne-Mal) I always show! (Except when I fall asleep!)(Morthien) It would just be people flaming me.(Bashful) Yes we have gotten the log, tomorrow night we'll edit it and get it back to you, not much to do, typo's mostly. Morthien, Amy Brett writes mostly CD stories.(*Anne-Mal) Typos! You have to remember that you have to keep the flavor of the people speaking!(Morthien) Ah explains why I don't. It was apicture of me checking my phone sitting on the bed with my legscrossed. I didn't even know he took a picture. He wrote, 'This is myfavorite.' That made me smile. Ava turned around to look at me. "Whatare you so fucking happy about?" I just shrugged. "I guess I'm lookingforward to next week." "Me too," she said. "Me too."----------------------------------------------------------------------During the week I got texts from Ross, sometimes about his art andsometimes about me. I was feeling. The truth was, I could ... and I REALLY wanted to! I wanted to finger fuck her while she panted underneath me until I made her cum over and over again. I wanted her to suck on my clit until my eyes rolled back into my scull for days! But in all actuality, I just wasn't ready for it, I couldn't do it! I wanted someone else."A rain check; I beg of you, Please?" I said as I hung my head in shame.Leigh giggled, "Any time you want. There's no rush!" She pulled my head up by my chin with two fingers,.