They brought each other off regularly and had invented several exciting positions that got their tongues into each other. Their favorite toy was a big...marker with a knobby base; it reached right to their hymens and excited every sensitive nerve in the entrance of their tight little pussies. They had discovered ways of stimulating not only their shallow G-spot but the entire lip of their vulvas and had learned to climax without screaming.Dressed in well-worn college t-shirts, they wiggled out of. He wouldn't care why she'd been discharged. He would comfort her and love her.When she walked in the front door, she immediately knew something else was wrong with her day. The grandfather's clock that had stood against the long wall in the foyer since they'd bought the house was gone. The umbrella stand in the corner was missing too. When she walked into the living room, it was empty save for a few scraps of brown wrapping paper scattered here and there. The house was silent. A chill worked. I glanced at the clock in the kitchen, seeing that it read 4:42. “Are you sure Amy, I mean…?” “Yes!” she said quickly, trying to press her case, before I came to my senses. Little did she know, I was at least as eager for this as she was. “Well… Nobody can know about this, you understand! It would not be good for your reputation, nor mine, right?” “Oh don’t worry Sam, I would never tell a soul!” She said with such conviction and trust on her face, that I almost felt bad about the. I had to be careful; this was very risky!Slowly more and more of her nightgown slid up her legs, I could almost see her pussy but she had her legs together and all I could see was her nicely trimmed bush. Again, she stirred, but this time I froze. When she was done moving, I looked back down between her legs and her pussy was in full view! She had moved so that her legs spread wide, and there was the most amazing looking pussy. Her lips spread open ever so slightly and I could see that she was.