Oh well - I was tired... sleep would be good.She offered me her number as well as gave me details of her husband and I thought that was it... I was ge...ting ready to get up and go - and only half heartedly said to her that I was tired and wanted to head back to my apartment to finish my coffee and write a report. We both got up and went to the door, out and towards the main street and I offered that if she wanted to continue talking - she could walk with me a little - but my apartment was close. . One day Taylor was at Donnies house packing the bowl ready to finish the rest of the bag off. Donnie was in the bathroom taking a shit so Taylor knew he had enough time to check his thong. He put his hand down the back and felt the mesh triangle resting right above his ass. He moved his hand to the front a rubbed his hand over his growing cock. He knew he had to stop before his boner got to noticable so he went outside to start the bowl. Donnie arrived not to much later looking flushed. They. It's hard to say how I felt. Her friends all knew too. I got very aroused, it was sick but horny. Somehow a****l like in a strange way. Very rude, obscene even but earthy and sexual. I could hear the biggest guy with the shaved head, who had taken the mickey out of me when they had chatted her up. He was groaning lustily in appreciation. "Woarrrgh, Woarrrgghh!"I could hardly take it in, they were having sex with my girlfriend in there. She'd allowed them to buy her for an afternoon, for. He grabbed it and set it on the bed, then looked to the window. No wonder he was freezing, the window was wide open. He stepped to the window, shut it, made sure it was secure and laid back down to rest. Once again, sleep overtook him. Waking at the break of dawn, he leaned up and stretched, stifling a yawn as he did so. He stood up and stopped abruptly, he slowly lowered his hand to his groin, feeling the grainy textures of dried semen. He had not had a wet dream for years, he was.