She surmised that Paul's friends must have eaten something that disagreed with them."Well, yeah! I'm a vegetarian, like, so I didn't have none of the ...hicken and mutton and stuff. You don't get the trots from vegetables mostly." Vegetarian?"This seemed most unlikely. Most of Marla's vegetarian friends dressed in ways that proclaimed their social conscience that was totally unlike this young man. He didn't look the sort who would relish lentils or organic rice. Marla sympathised. When it was. “I belong to you, Officer.” “Good girl.” She said with a smile, turning the baton around in her hands and giving me my reward. I felt the knob rub along my slit, pushing against my clit until I couldn’t stand it anymore, and then traveling the length of my soaking wet pussy again. Without being told, I shuffled my feet apart, giving her full access, and she took advantage, pressing the end of the handle into me, twisting it teasingly as it pushed between my dripping folds and into the tightness. "Have you ever done that?" she asked, her voice very quiet. The idea of two people jacking off together, having sex with themselves in each others' company, caught her imagination."Yeah, a long time ago," he said, looking at her for the first time since they started their online odyssey. She saw his eyes travel downward, and she was suddenly aware cool air on the upper edge of her breasts. She resisted the urge to adjust her robe. His eyes jerked back to her face. "It doesn't mean I'm gay." I. Sadly I didn’t stay to watch the ending as I ran to my room, cleaned myself up and went to bed happily.When I woke up the next morning, I found a note from her saying that she had gone out for the whole day and won’t be back until late. This gave me the perfect opportunity to look through her room and I found the two cucumbers that she used last night. Mmmmmmmmm never did a pair of cucumbers smell so good.She returned at around 11pm with two of her friends and I was in my room, trying to go to.