‘Uh…’ He didn’t seem capable of normal speech and I assumed the answer was no. I’d never slept with a virgin before. The idea was intriguing... I licked the edge of his earlobe and pressed my crotch against his leg. He let out a low moan of surprise and I slipped my hands up the back of his shirt, touching his bare skin. ‘Take your clothes off and lie down,’ I instructed and pulled away. I sat in the chair again, this time keeping my legs slightly apart. I wasn’t wearing any underwear, so the air. “You still like him?” Jess asked.“Yes…”“Love your shorts by the way…”“Thanks… so did he.”“So, shall I leave him unlocked then?” Jess smiled suggestively.Laura closed her eyes and pictured Brad between her legs. She listened intently as his moans reached a crescendo. She imagined his touch, slow and gentle, just like his lips. She freed her hair from its rough ponytail so that her long brown curls hung loose, framing her smiling face as her hips daydreamed about making out.Jessica watched her. Of course, she got to me again, or this would be a very different tale.About two months later, I got a certified letter at my office, it was from the Susanne. In it was a letter certifying that patient Susanne Valdez was free of any communicable diseases, the six month HIV test was negative.That did not bring me any relief. I did not even know why she sent it to me.I was called into the office later that day. My boss, John Hastings, had four tickets to the traveling Summer Stock show of ‘CATS’,. . Ohh... fucking my hot little cunt... Ohh ... yesss... Ohh... " I picked up the bullet vibrator again and put it in her hand. "Don't you cum," I warned her. She pressed it hard against herself. "Ohhhhh fuckkkkkk... yesss... Soooo close... Ohhhh..." "Don't you fucking cum, you little whore," I said, standing up. "Tell me what you're doing." "Fucking... fuckingmyhotlittlecunt... fuckingmyhotlittlecunt... Ohhh... Ohhh... Please..." I slid my jeans down over my thighs. Stepping out of them, I.