She was enjoying it so much that she felt an all too familiar tingle between her legs. Carly was no stranger to this tingle, she had enjoyed herself w...enever she had this, and rubbed herself there when she was alone. Never had she thought that her best friend would be the cause of one. Freddie, at one time, was the cause of a few orgasmic masturbatory fantasies, but that didn’t go anywhere.Now it was Samantha Puckett, her best friend ever, the woman who could out eat anyone when it came to a. ” I said attending to my drink, but she wasn't paying attention.“It's not fair, this is going to waste, I just want a man, you know?” she slurred, her brunette hair falling in front of her eyes.I moved over and put my arm around her“You think I’m OK, right?”“Better than OK” I replied“I like your tight jeans. ‘Cause I can look at your butt. ‘An I can look at your bulge.” She burst out laughing when she said this and almost spilled her drink.“You’re being very bad,” I observed, pulling her a bit. I clicked the mouse again and the next picture was of Beth facing the camera. She had one hand cupping her right breast while her other hand rested on her flat stomach, inching it’s way closer to her panties. The following picture was of her hand inside her panties while she continued to play with her tit. Her head was thrown back, like she was in the midst of pure pleasure. At this point I knew that I could not stop myself from looking at the rest of the pictures. I clicked the mouse again and. Area of the basement watching television after tossing the first load in the dryer. Within an hour she had two loads washed, dried and folded and headed back upstairs. After putting Jason's clothes in the dresser, she went to Megan's room. She just got into Megan's room when the phone rang, and sat the short pile of clothes on the computer desk next to Megan's dresser to pick up the phone. She hit the computer mouse on the desk, which caused the screen saver to go off, and Kathy quickly noticed.