"I'm not planning on a next one," she replied.Neither Emma nor Jerry was able to make any dates as they were apart. They both separately promised to g...t back to their relatives within the next few days. Zoë pulled Emma's leg for the rest of the evening with remarks such as, "If you're in lurve you ought to know each other's minds."Emma growled at her which, of course, made Zoë giggle delightedly. She was thrilled that the two of them were going to choose an engagement ring the next day."Aren't. Maybe next time I might cum and that will make a difference.Sandra said did you cum when you were fucked by the boys.I said the first time no – the second time yes. But I did it twice with the second guy and it was on the second time I did, because he lasted longer.Sandra said well I want to try next time and see what its like.I said if its ok I want to try again too. I liked it but I think in future I might like it more now I know what to expect.Sandra said I think we should clean up – I don’t. One problem we found was no openings were available for a massage, but not a problem, I had worked as a masseuse prior to graduation, and I still had a portable table, that could be set up quickly. Besides my husband was out of town on business, that was all it took. We left her car at the club, stopped by a pharmacy to pick up some pain pills, then onto my home. Helping her out of her outfit, then mine, we stepped into the shower. Since her left arm was basically useless, we agreed I’d wash. There was thought as I parted my legs, pulled my dressing gown apart and slipped my hand down. The thought was that I didn’t give a fuck if he did see me perving; if he did see me masturbating – he was the one showering with the door open. Gasps of delight filled my ears as my fingers found the slippery groove of my cunny. My clitoris had already slithered from its lair. It was aching and I couldn’t help but soothe that ache by frigging it. But frigging it made the aching both better and worse..