So she got the best card, even if I didn’t really mean what was on the card.It wasn’t until that night that I actually wanted her to be my Valenti...e.And we’d been friends for as long as I could remember. We’d hung out together, spending all our leisure time together. Of course I had cared how she felt, not only about me, but about things in general. But suddenly it really mattered if she liked me, or was unhappy with me. I had touched her before, both in play and in jest and, occasionally, in. And now, on the phone, having what I devoutly hoped was a private conversation, she was telling me that she was dressed like a slut and using words like "fuck." Courtney, can I ask you something?" Mmmmmm," she said, with a tone in her voice that led me to believe she was touching herself in very naughty places. "Go ahead. Ask me anything." How do you like your sex?" What do you mean?" Her voice was hesitant."Well...do you like it soft and gentle, or hard and rough? Do you like to talk dirty? Do. Her left hand left her breast and she crossed two fingers. I watched her fingers as they curled into her pussy, sliding in easily. And when they slid out her fingers were slick with her juices.As she urgently finger fucked herself with deep twisting thrusts, her right index finger continually rubbed her clit in tight circles. Then, with a whimper, her finger swirled so much harder and faster across her bud; way more vigorous than the tender way I always treated my pearl.Continually moaning, her. ” The cum from my ass was dripping down my leg as I sat on the bottom guy and placed his cock in my ass while I spread my legs to expose my pussy. “Now you can all fuck my cunt.”They stiffened up immediately and went to work on me. I always thought I was good for multiple orgasms but they were now coming by the dozen. They were absolutely pounding my ass and cunt. I could even feel their balls slapping my cheeks. It felt great. They were really having their way with me now and I went for.