I could feel my wetness was dripping down onto her thighs. I stroked myself guiltily, promising myself that I wouldn’t have an orgasm on top of my s...eeping friend, outdoors. I’d just work myself up a little, and then go in the house to the bathroom to finish. Then I’d be able to relax and enjoy the day without distraction. But first I wanted to touch her a little more. I let one finger just brush against her little pucker… Did I see it quiver in response? I couldn’t resist doing it again,. I liked Carla, but she seemed to prefer Rachel as her boyfriend. It was easy to see, when the three of us were together, that she liked Rachel a lot better than she liked me. I'd seen for myself how much she enjoyed what Rachel was doing with her fingers, and Rachel had told me that she and Carla did that other thing that Rachel had wanted me to try on her. The worst part of all this was that I was starting to have these dreams about Rachel and Carla doing things together, and, in my dreams,. “Is that what you need? To see a cute couple that isn’t getting laid?” Though Darlene still had trouble against imagining Janice not getting it on with Owen. She rallied. “Anyway, he usually swings by on the weekend. Why don’t you go get some trashy lingerie after work? That’s how I get back into it when I’m in a slump.”“Yeah?” Elizabeth nodded. “That doesn’t sound like a bad idea.”Darlene noticed the fatalism and squeezed her friend’s shoulder. It was back to the grind. The third waiter made. Like with Silver." And then with a voice hitching with tears, "I thought I would never have an orgasm, and now I finally have one and it's with a girl. What if I never come with a man?"Sweet baby Jesus! Talk about first-world problems! I dreamed about issues like a 7 inch cock and coming with a 9" shaft deep inside me."Wow" I said, surprised. "Didn't Silver hurt? At the end?" Not at all. There was some stretching, but it was beautiful, touching me in a way that a man never will."Never say.