Her mind solidified enough from its liquefied haze of pleasure to shift her eyes to her friend. Telira’s eyes met hers, full of mischief. She smirk...d. “Fifteen edges, and two climaxes, let’s see how close to equalizing those numbers we can get, before you pass out.” Amber’s eyes widened slowly, as the thought sluggishly processed. She wanted to shake a frantic “No,” but it was far too late. A command from her friend set the spinners inside her pussy-vibe off, causing it to writhe like a snake. Many of my classmates were females. Most of them were Jewish. I found out that very few Jewish girls gave head although they liked to fuck. I met one curly-haired one from Monroe, NY (Helen) who would do both. I had to go to Camp Drum in upstate NY and would travel up Route 17 to get there passing through Monroe going north and coming back. I would take her up to visit family and pick her up on the way back to Manhattan. Helen was part rabbit and her friends called her Bunny because she liked. "She didn't say anything. She just looked off to the side and it seemed like she had tears forming in her eyes. So I told her again that whatever it was, it was all right to tell me about it.Then she looked back at me and I saw I was right about the tears. By then I was getting worried that something was wrong with her and that it wasn't about having a crush at all. I put my hand on her shoulder to try and show empathy for whatever it was she was going through. She moved toward me like she. " I fetched some rags from under the laundry tubs and wiped away the remnants of MB's mother's attempts. The plastic sounded like radio static with even the slightest movement.From the bottom drawer, I grabbed some corded tape, the strong kind used in packaging with fibers embedded. I mused how I would feed in bed, embedded in MB's pussy. God, why do these thoughts come to me? Cum? There it was again.After I got the edges clean, I dried them and brought them over to MB. "Stand up." She shot.