“Of course I want to be found. Why?”I could hear rustling of paper, “She called Pan Am and I took her call. I had to be sure you wanted to talk ...o her.”“I do.”“307-672-8828.” Rachael said.“That’s home,” I said.“She sounded anxious,” Rachael said.“Probably needs money,” I said. “She wouldn’t have called otherwise.”“Might be ... we usually do,” Rachael said.“I need to get to Alliance. Hood time,” I said by way of explanation. “I’ll call her from there.”I of course, promptly forgot. I hate getting. Jennifer threw back her head moaning with pleasure. Kimberly picked her best friend up and carried her over to the sinks and spread out her legs so she could see Jennifer's pussy. Her right hand ran slowly and seductively up her leg and touched her friend's pussy. She met Jennifer's gaze and saw the affect she was having on her friend and it turned her on. Kimberly pulled down her knickers and stepped out of them and then pulled down her friend's."Are you OK, Jen?" she asked.Jennifer grinned. "Would you play with yourself for me then?" Absolutely!" Cindy said, completely unaware that her new need to have others watch her get off had been programmed into her seconds before. Now, however, she slowly, sensually, stripped off her clothes and sat down on the couch, suddenly much less concerned with what had been done on the couch in the past than with what she could do on it now. Her wide blue eyes locked on James' as she began to grope her tits with her left hand, and began to tease at. ” “No, I was a bitch. You were right. Let’s just drop it, okay?” “Okay, we can talk later, after we’ve cooled down.” I wanted nothing more than to get out of there, and it appeared she wanted the same. I couldn’t blame her. My cock had calmed down somewhat, but I still had a noticeable bulge in my shorts. I felt incredible shame and embarrassment. What could Winnie think of me? That I’m a lecherous old man? A sex offender? I couldn’t even think of what the term would be for something as slimy.
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