I heard muffled voices, and only one side of the conversation, but it went like this:"He was really nice, though, he even texted me the next morning..... I know, but at least it wasnt just a one night stand... No, i actually wasnt drunk... I dont think so... he was about 5 inches, not my biggest yet... Oh really? Damnit, okay. Well, I'll talk to you later... Yeah i'll tell you if he texts me... Okay bye Jenny"I quickly backed off the wall, laid down on my bed, and turned my TV back on in one. Her precum was sweet, like strawberry jam, and her pubs smelled faintly of vanilla. With my left hand I stroked the base of her dick and with my right I freed my aching cock from it’s prison of grey boxer briefs and blue sweatpants. I wasn’t coordinated enough to stroke two dicks at the same time, so I let go of her’s and focused on jacking myself off. She held my head with both hands and gently fucked my mouth. Suddenly she pulled out of my mouth and turned around. She knelt down and spread. I looked up guiltily, my fingers still inside me, as a young guy walked down the aisle towards me. Luckily, he sat down a couple of rows in front of me and got out a book. I tried to steady my breathing and turned back to the story, lying on the seat next to me. Sarah had her hand inside Kate’s panties now, rubbing at her clit. I did the same with mine, feeling it expand out of its little nest as I stimulated it more and more. Kate was obviously very aroused, as she orgasmed with a spasm. I. I wanted to renew thesensation I had felt the evening before. Of how wearing heels changed theshape of my legs and made my bum feel more prominent. More girly. Therewas a lipstick on the chest of drawers (I hadn't noticed it the nightbefore). I spent a few moments applying it to my lips.The dildo seemed to be in a spotlight in its sunlit position. I went overto it and started the same procedure as I had been doing the previousevening. Using my left hand to stroke my cock through my knickers in.