There is moresubdued conversation and some soft giggling; and then there are othernoises. My curiosity aroused, I strain to listen to what is going o...,but the ambiguous sounds are difficult to interpret, and in any case Iam drifting off to sleep again. My dreams are rather disturbed - Ipicture myself going to school in a dress and being unmasked andridiculed and running home full of embarrassment and shame - and I wakeearly.I hear the noise of soft conversation from downstairs. It seems. I couldn't figure myself out.After his cock regained its prior hardness my friend lost all consideration for the script and jumped on it. And I let her do so. Might as well let him enjoy himself tonight. I had thought at the moment while fingering myself, proud of being the bridge connecting these two persons I loved so much."Oh god Carla, oh god. Your boyfriend's cock is so good" she emphasized it by orgasming loudly and writhing like the demented bitch she was "Mhhh Pierce..."His face was. Would I be willing to be on the other side of a picket line if it came down to it? That was the real question being asked. I thought about that. My only loyalties were to the people I worked with, and even those who were friends but not directco-workers were non-union."No, I don't think so. I might disagree, morally or philosophically with the paper's position in a dispute, but I think that someone would have to really be trying hard to screw the workers over for it to become something I'd have. That is bloody good"As she rode up and down on my cock i lifted her top up.She had no bra on but she didn't really need one as her breasts were still firm.Her nipples were stiff so i began to tweak them before taking them in my mouth and licking them and sucking on them.This excited her as she said,"Oh god.I love having my nipples licked and sucked whilst fucking".I carried on doing this for a few minutes and i began to feel her shake.She was soon having an orgasm."Oh shit.Oh shit.God i am.