"The fuck you say. I don't recognize this place." It's my ... our house." Take me home cock sucker." This is your home."She yelled in frustration. "Wh...re are my clothes?" You didn't have any." Well get me something to wear and I'll walk home."Leaving her in the garage I picked up the wall phone and called a cab."Then I searched my dresser and closet for anything that might fit her. I found an Atlanta PD "T" shirt that a cop had given me and a pair of old khaki shorts that were too small for me.. Before I knew it, I had one hand on my breast, twisting and pulling the nipple, as I imagined your mouth on it instead. The other hand was between my legs, rubbing my pussy gently. I ran my finger up and down my slit, feeling and spreading the moisture around a bit. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter with each stroke of my finger. I wanted your cock to fill me. I was entirely too aroused to even think about sleep now, but waking you up obviously wasn't an option. I got up and. It seemed that a collective sigh of relief went up when we made this proposal, and our idea was quickly approved. That left us with one more paper to write, as we would have to prepare a speech for the commencement ceremonies. In idle moments we started bandying ideas back and forth, trying to find the appropriate tone, yet trying to avoid shocking our parents, peers, and teachers. Or, at least trying to lessen the shock to a level that we thought we could get away with.The one advantage that. His hand gently wrapped around the bulge in my jeans and began to rub my soft cock, within moments we had removed each others tops and were both sat there bare chested, my hand was now wrapped around Darren's crotch and he was undoing my belt buckle, one by one he undid the button fly of my jeans and slipped his hands down the front of my boxers until I could finally feel his warm hand wrapped around my ever hardening cock. As we continued pleasuring each other by hand I had almost forgot Ian.