I knew that his fingers would be probing her; touching her pussy lips; arousing her and exciting her. “I am not going to be doing anything to her w...ile she is on her own with me that I haven’t done already in your presence!” He told me. “It’s just that she will be more relaxed fucking me there and of course, it will be quite nice for me having her in my own bed.” I couldn’t argue with that. “You will be able to ring me whenever you want Mark.” Jane said. There was nothing more that I could. . Uh... Like 50?" "Holy shit!", I exclaimed. I grabbed my inventory sheet, and discovered that we were missing fourty-seven dildos. "I want ALL of them back, Carlie. Where are they?" "They're in my car! I like to masturbate back there! What's wrong with you, creep?" It's my fucking business! I want my dildos back!" I yelled at her. I grabbed a pair of handcuffs from the kink section and cuffed her to a chair in the storage room, using them for their intended purpose- holding criminals. "Give me. Given her wide pussy, it had not closed after I had left and was open, helped by the legs splayed wide. The jogger was talking and I looked at his eyes and saw where he was looking... from breast to pussy. And there was no sign of her moving. Shock possibly? But then she replied, 'How far were they,' and he replied whilst still staring. And weirdly a conversation of sorts started between them, with her asking a question every time he went quiet, with no intention to cover up.Then I noticed it,. But this was our senior year. We’d all been swamped prepping for college, working to save up, and in general preparing for the future. I had almost stopped gaming altogether. Worst of all though was that none of us have really talked much, and things fell apart. We still waved to each other and smiled, shared complaints at lunch. But no more laughing about our escapades, no more meet-ups at cafes, no more group movie nights. I had felt like a regular kid, with regular friends. Now I was the.