“Nothing?” Lori arched an eyebrow, planted her hands on her hips, and, despite looking like she was about to run out of air, she said, “Don't sa... that to me. It's not nothing. Come on, spit it out. Your parents fighting again?”“No,” Yoshiko shrugged, her cheeks burning. She couldn't admit it to Lori that she was masturbating in the bathroom. Thinking about Lori herself. Just seeing her friend strip naked, bending over before her, had set off Yoshiko's lusts. That ass was too gorgeous. Yoshiko. ..) Same people, same route, same bloody routine, every day for years. Some people might find that kind of sad. Me, I loved the routine.Sure, it's comforting and all, but there's much more to it than that. So much becomes possible through familiarity. There's confidence to be found in routine. Even more importantly, there's the possibility for change--for real change, meaningful change. I wanted to believe that. I really did. I had to, for fuck's sake, otherwise my whole life would turn out to. . ” I laughed at her statement.. But I was also feeling the same. I want her to touch my body more and more. She started cleaning my pubic. She was rubbing all over my clit. I felt like she purposely doing more there.. And I couldn’t stop her also. I was feeling so wet inside and I realised I want this more. But the pleasure didn’t continue for long. Indu finished cleaning my body. “okay molu poyi thudacho.. Nan kulichitu varam. ” indu said. She is already fully wet in water. Water drops on her. She said ok and increased the depth. The next thrust went in a little more and on the next thrust I felt something different- Cathy was still playing with the slide and making it deeper as the thing was pumping.The next thrust made it more obvious to which one she had picked. The next thrust made it for sure. There was one dildo with two ends. And the second head, which was shorter and skinner, was now sliding in my butt. I yelled out “you bitch” and then she slid the slide all the way down..