I squeezed by the fat man who was still sleeping and made my ways to bathrooms. There was one open so I entered and locked the door. I looked into the...mirror at myself. I cant believe how lucky I am. This girl was beautiful and perfect. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Occupied, I called out. What about for me? came Beccas cheery voice. I unlocked the door and she flung herself on me. She pushed me into the wall, and I fell down on the toilet seat. She turned around, locked the door,. I was shocked for a moment as well as turned on ,but I thought this was another way of my girlfriend teasing me so ignored ,but she kept on insisting that I should call my best friend so that he can fuck her and I realized she really meant it.My best friend, rohan was a muscular guy with a handsome face ,we were quite close and he knew about our fantasies. We were quite comfortable around each other and my girlfriend and him used to always have healthy sexting sessions when I wasn’t around. We. .. or almost.He increased the speed to a slow jog and was starting to get into a rhythm, controlling his breathing and trying to relax, let the body do its thing. It wasn't more than a couple of minutes before he was gasping, cursing his lack of conditioning. He had not run since he lost his leg and his body was punishing him for it. He was determined to push the performance envelope every day of his rehab, and he ignored the pain and soreness that came with that push.He increased the pace. It was even more humiliating than I'd dreamed. "Ilike think it would be soooo cool to like make out with you. I would likelove to taste like your mouth..." I babbled on, straining my ears? That'swhere I was. Had he swiped my key and driven off with my car? Had he left,amused or bored? What if someone else showed up? Suddenly a strong smellreminiscent of my own teenage years hit me. Axe. Just as I was processingthat, I felt hands on my face, and a tongue shoved itself into my mouth.It was.