I was standing in the middle of my room, near the painting, where I had been with her. I jumped over the bed and grabbed the phone.“Franklin, this ...is James.” the voice on the other end of the telephone said.“Yea, hi,” I replied groggy , “what do you want ?”“sorry I hadta call you so late,” he started, the excitement in his voice building, “I got tickets to that concert on Saturday!” he shouted at me, his voice exploding in joy.I gave a slight chuckle, he had been trying to win tickets to a. Then the breach as she pushed it in.Her ass widened as the tip went in, she took a breath and relaxed as she pushed back against the plug. About halfway she thought. She placed her other hand on the top of the chair back as she thought about her position, pants around her ankles, ass facing the door, enjoying placing a butt plug inside her.She moaned with the thought as the plug found its home, all the way in and seated itself inside her. A sigh of relief and a wet pussy she climbed off the. I should say, by this time i had seen both of them goofing around several times pretending to be pole dancers in my friends basement apartment. Even in their joking, i would get an instant hard on, i wanted to fuck the both of them. Needless to say, i gave Veronica 50 and she teased me hard, got up, giggled and left with the money, What a cocktease! Then, i got busy with long work hours for the next 8 days and was too exhausted to go visit my friend. When i finally did visit again it was the. Jenny had been nervously clutching the bottom part of her dress to hold things together. "Let go of the dress, Jenny." Sam said softly. Reluctantly, Jenny put her hands down to her sides. Sam turned her away from the doors to face the back of the elevator. The visitors who were curious anyway, sensed that something was about to happen."Now, take it off." Jenny turned white. They were in the elevator on a Friday night on the first floor. It was common for people to work later than this building..