“Plus, you’re usually in this conversation with us. What’s wrong with your miserable butt?”“Writing you up would make me feel a whole lot be...ter all of a sudden.” Ms. Hoskins squinted, then tapped her bottom lip with an index finger.A collective ooooh arose from the quartet along with a spooky twiddle of their fingers.“Didn’t get laid last night, Sup?” Belinda raised her brows.“Screw you, Belinda,” replied Ms. Hoskins, “And for your information, I did… for all of 30 seconds. To add to your. I needed to see what was happening, see what I was feeling. I let the veggie slip from my cunt and I got up. I moved my long mirror in front of my bed, and sat on the edge, and spread my legs. I placed the cucumber back along my pussy and pushed it in.I watched in the mirror as my cunt engulfed it. My lips stretched around it as it slowly entered me. I placed my hand at the center of the cucumber and pressed hard."OOOHHHH... FUUUCKKK" I groaned as I felt the walls of my hole stretch. The veggie. At this moment her pussy was inches from my face. I could literally inhale and smell her sex. This was the exact position that I imagined in my wet dream, except in my dream she was naked and wanting to be touched and tasted. Now she was rescuing me from an embarrassing situation.Looking down at she must have been aware of how close her pelvis was to my face, but she showed no emotion. Lifting one leg over me she held out her hand for me to grab as she helped me to my feet.”Okay Jay, I think we. She tried to conceal the tired bags under her eyes and fixed her frizzy bedhead, doing her hair up in a ponytail. She put on some underwear that wasn't too seductive but wasn't too conservative, a spaghetti strap tank top, and a pair of blue jeans. She left the house and approached Mike's backyard fence, stopping in front of it and hesitating.She wasn't thinking clearly. The noise wasn't a big deal; she could just put in earplugs and go back to sleep. Then in about a week, Mike would come home.