Joe, Kimmie and I have been friends since kindergarten. If you ever seen Sesame Street there was a song called One of these Thing is not Like the Oth...rs. That describes our trio. Kimmie and Joe are like Barbie and Ken. The odd one out is me. I’m Mr. Snuffleupagus. Kimberly Andrews, she only goes by Kimmie, is the All-American blonde bombshell. What makes Kimmie so great is that she doesn’t realize she is smokin’ hot. I secretly had a crush on her for the last 3-years but kept it to. "Get. In." She was sure she would be killed if she tried to run, so she opened the door and got it. He returned to his seat, restrained her hands with some cable ties before buckling her in and began driving. They drove through places she may have been at one time but were now erased from her memory with time, until they reached what appeared to be an abandoned store. He reached in the back seat and brought out a plastic bag. From it, he took tape, securing some over her mouth. Then he pulled. She smiled closing the door behind her.She didn't mention mom so I went across the hall to check on her. She was awake but still looked a mess. I suggested she shower to help make her feel better; she thought it was a good idea. She asked how Tam and I were getting along. I told her about our day omitting the lingerie part figuring that was a surprise for her which I didn't want to spoil. She asked that we check in around dinner time, that she might feel like eating something solid. I know she. I so wanted her to stretch it again , to feel that sensation again, She slid off me and now she gently cupped my penis in her hand, I was so wet, both hers and my precum, she moved my foreskin back and foreward a little further each time, more and more of the head emerged as the tight ring moved down to the rim of the glans. She rolled onto her back and pulled me on to her expertly guiding me into her, this time her fingers found the base of my penis and she pulled the foreskin down whilst I.