That did lead to the phone line going quiet for a few seconds, whilst I believe Bill contemplated what kind of atmosphere Brenda’s presence might br...ng to the proceedings. But then — after some thought — Bill stopped beating around the bush and upped and put it to me. ‘Look mate, I don’t really understand what happened with us. But I can’t think of anyone else who would fit the bill. You were always my best mate, there’s no one else that I’d want to be my best man.’ Bill eventually stated. What. But regardless, he wanted to be good, so he obeyed. It took a few moments of looking through the junk drawer in his kitchen, but finally he returned to his couch."Okay, okay. Got one."More terrible waiting. "Naked. Now." Charlie practically flew out of his clothes. But the next message froze him. "Make it up to me." What the fuck does that mean??" Make it up to me. Make me forgive you."Charlie sat still on his couch, butt naked and holding his phone in one hand and a marker in the other. He. Now I bend over to do something to my toes, giving him not only a full view of my bottom, but also a glimpse of my lower lips, already swollen and glistening. I put my hand between my legs from in front so that he can see just my fingers exploring the outer part of my vagina, teasing the lips apart, one finger entering slowly, resisting the temptation to plunge inside and push me to an orgasm, wanting to prolong the enjoyment of my solitary viewer.Now I straighten up and stand sideways to. Your body shudders uncontrollably for what seems like an eternity. Your hips, which have been bouncing off the bed, begin to settle earthward again. I gently kiss the inside of your thigh as your breathing slows and returns to normal. I slither down off the end of the bed and smile proudly as I observe your contorted form. Your eyes have yet to open. ‘What do you want for breakfast?’ I ask as I walk to the kitchen area in the nude. ‘Mmmm, what?’ is all you can muster. ‘Breakfast I said. You’re.