"I asked for my phone and my personal things from my clothes and haven't gotten anything yet," I said.She looked at Officer Grant who said, "I passed ...it on."Jen called Major Ashley "I want her personal things out of her clothes and brought here now, as well as her shoes".Five minutes later they were handed to Jen at the door. "I have a travel bag in back seat of the truck and an extra uniform, can you have one of the girls get them for me?" I asked."The streets are still closed, only police are. All I needed to do now was find the needle. Piece of cake. Yeah, right.The warehouse Amud mentioned was in an industrial area, busy on the weekdays, but almost deserted at night and on the weekends. I could hear a ruckus that sounded like someone was strangling cats from the tail end of a Heavy Metal band concert in the stadium a couple of blocks over. This being a Friday evening, I figured Simone got here just when the streets were empty, the workers had gone home and the concert was in full. I tell her, “I think I’m going to explode soon” and she asked a kind of awkward/innocent question. “Can I watch it cum?” I said “Of course! Can you rub my cock all over your tits, and you can watch me cum on them.”
 She lays back with a huge smile on her face, and started rubbing my cock, tracing it around her large pink nipples. Her smile, showing her braces, was such a turn on, I was ready to cum! I told her to keep rubbing, and that I was very close. She started rubbing my cock up and down. Bree sat back down and distributed the last of the bottles. “My Turn” she said and turned to at Cyndi.“Cyndi, I want you to put your finger into Robin’s pussy for one minute, and like she just did to herself, you have to move it in and out”. Unlike Robin, Cyndi wasn’t really all that concerned about getting a little teasing so she came out with a flat “No”. Amber and Bree had to resort to the most vile of teenage manipulative techniques, peer pressure.“Come on Cyn this is all harmless fun”..