She made me come before she did. And we just kept going on like that, kissing, licking, fondling, she had a couple toys too. After a couple hours we j...st collapsed in each other's arms and fell asleep in moments.I guess we just slept solidly until morning, because I could see the morning light from her window through my eyelids, and then I could smell her hair, and decided to not bother getting up yet. She was asleep on her back with her arms around me, and I had my head laid on her shoulder,. I heard her walk away and heard the zipper on the duffle open, rustling, then close.“Get the bottle of baby oil from the bed and lubricate this,” Heather said.I heard squirting. “There too,” she said. This time I felt a squirt as the oil hit my butt crack. Fingers, I’m not sure whose, spread my cheeks (still sore) and a finger found my hole. It pushed into me without fanfare and plunged in and out several times lubricating me.“Turn it on,” Heather instructed. I heard buzzing. No mystery. As I dozed off, I thought of him and his first day I had met him through a buddy of my college roommate. The buddy had tricked with Randy while hiking (really cruising) in the hills around Palm Springs. My bud said ‘he’s totally your type!”Randy was tall, 6’3”, Latino, jet black hair, deep dimples, a tiny lisp, and smoldering dark drown eyes. fit and lean, with a runner’s body. I guess in some ways he was kind of like Clay, except not into athletic teams. He lifted, swam, ran, and worked out. Maybe I'll take youshopping with me and watch you buy some perfume. How silly you'd look inthe cosmetics department, buying women's perfume. Maybe I could get youto buy me some stockings, or a pretty bra and panty set. Wouldn't that befun?"I blushed but didn't object to the idea. How awesome would it be to golingerie shopping with Hedda? She'd make comments like this every day.She'd see me staring and then bend over to pick up a pencil or something,again allowing me to look down at her breasts..