“I think there is something wrong with her head if you get what I mean.”Now it was Robin's turn to hesitate. His first thought was to rush to his ...irlfriends defense, but something with how Frida said it made him suspect she was really worried.There was also the risk that dismissing her outright without hearing her out might make their friendship suffer even worse.He always thought it sad to lose all contact with a long time friend like Frida. They had basically known each other for more than. Work was its usual mindless series of phone calls, sprinkled with the occasional moments where I actually had a sense of accomplishment, and they served mostly to mark time between visits with Becka. We ate together every day for lunch, and got together most workday evenings. So far Rebecka was accepting my excuses for being gone entire weekends at a time. But I knew I was going to need to come up with something better soon if I didn't get that temporary managerial assignment soon.In the. . the thought was enough to push me over the edge as I started to spurt, and he plunged one last time into me as he came as well. After, he pulled out, leaving my ass open as he smacked it again. In moments, I felt more cum dripping onto my face. "A little something from the condom. I want my sluts to be healthy, after all."As I lay there panting from my first fuck, I felt him grab me and the stool, and drag me away from the wall, closer to the center of the room, and there I stayed. He removed. I unbutton your shirt one by one – kissing the exposing chest as it appears. I straighten myself up and take off your shirt – letting my hands wander over your wonderful arms – feeling their strength, running my fingers over your chest your abdomen down to your pants – loosening the buckle, the button, the zipper – releasing your hardness out of your underwear – letting all of your clothes drop to the floor – gasping at the sight! I gently push you to the bed and ask you to lay on your stomach.