”“Um ... yeah. Of course.” I replied, moving away from my computer and standing up. “Are you okay?”Molly gave me a look. “Stupid question,...right.” I admitted, then gestured to my bed. “Sit on the bed. I’ll take the chair.”Molly didn’t need any further invitation. Ungraciously she plopped down on the bed, put her hands in her face and started sobbing. Realistically, this was actually probably ‘resuming sobbing.’I sat there awkwardly. I may have tried to help her out emotionally but I was never. As my orgasm got closer I couldnt help but pull my finger out of her pussy and focus solely on driving and what I was feeling. I let her know as my orgasm got closer and she started sucking it faster in response. I felt the cum building up in my dick and I let her know that I was about to explode. She moved her head towards the top of my dick and started using her tongue around me head to continue stimulating me. I took this as an OK to cum and when I got right on the edge I let her know that. Standing her up I untied her hands to remove her bra then re tied them in a different position this time behind her head, this lifted her tits up so I her hard erect nipples stood out..I caressed her tits and squeezed them teasing her nipples with my mouth gently biting them pulling them. My cock was in need of attention so releasing her hands but not untying them I got Di to bend over the armchair with her arse in the air and legs apart, but waited for a while to add to her not knowing what. Just stick to the clitoris, and everything will be fine. I rubbed gently along Justina’s clit, feeling the contact become more and more real with every pass of my fingers. At first, I could only sense the warmth of her skin, but soon after, I felt the wetness of her, the tender texture of her flesh, and then the quivering nature of her sensitive spot. Justina’s expression became a mixture of confusion and pleasure, and for the first time in my dead, adolescent life, I felt... something. It was.