He positioned himself to where his back was facing my face and he was sitting on my stomach/waist. I couldnt see what he was doing but I soon felt his...ball sac touch the head of my cock. I felt both of his hands wrap around my cock and start jacking me off. I laid my head back and let him. He spit on my cock to lube it up and jacked faster. His hands were going up and down my cock, bringing my closer and closer to climax. He took one hand off and started going even faster now that he had more. She had apparently beenspending a lot of time with Phil too, on the days I had class. It turnsout that they went to the gym together a lot. Before I would have beenjealous of Phil but I just wasn't interested in Rachel that way anymoreand I didn't need to go to the gym, Rachel had assured me that I alreadyhad the body a girl would kill to get her hands on."Do you really think so?" I asked."Of course, Cammy," she replied, using her usual nickname for me. "Andwith a little padding, it'll be. ’ There was no reply. She found that strange since usually Fred would be on his second six-pack at this time asleep in the chair. She also noticed that Brian’s wheelchair was gone. For a moment she got excited. She held on to the hope that one day Fred would leave her. She found a note pinned on the refrigerator. It read: Annabelle, we went to the boiler room to try and fix the heat. Have my food ready when I get back. Fred. She made herself a steaming cup of cocoa before realizing they had. " She laughed. "And they'd never have given an ugly fat girl who wore old lady's clothes and never looked anyone in the face a second glance. And they'd never let me show off for other guys. And they'd never, ever, ever love me like you do, and I could never, ever love them like I love you." I just looked at her, struck dumb once again by my incredible, amazing, totally undeserved luck. "Well, all righty then. Never mind." We both laughed, and then we kissed for a while. I considering asking.