Her ankles. Oh God, her ankles were slashed. There were so many cuts on them I couldn't count them all. Most were open, with blood pooling around her ...as she still did not respond. I tried to ask why, but the question died in my voice. I couldn't speak, I couldn't move. Something was wrong, everything was wrong, she was just fine moments ago. One of the event attendees turned around and saw me.I gazed back at him with my conscience in the back of my mind, before I recognized him. The face I. As I enjoyed her perfectly shaped back, my hands lifted the back of her skirt. I could feel her perfect ass in my hand and it was every bit as amazing as I had imagined it to be. I gently kicked open her legs and began to move my fingers across her now wet panties. Teasing her with my fingers, I toyed with it until she moved in response. I quickly pushed her panties to the side and felt her soft, wet pussy. It felt so good in my hand. I slowly slid my fingers inside, feeling her body tighten as. Worried that he might get caught he hurried off to his room to finish up. Pre-cum was already soaking his shorts when he crawled into bed, and it only took a few seconds before he was blowing his second load of the night. That night when the house got quiet, Todd could hear a faint buzzing sound followed by a few moans coming from Ashley’s room. Could that really be what he thought it was? He was afraid to get up to find out, he figured that he could explore her room tomorrow to see if he. What kind of marriage did these two have? Sounded like a complicated one. Was he really going to intervene like this? All he wanted was to understand his best friend better. Ex-best friend. He had blown that all right.And now he was just messing up the guy’s marriage even more, only because he was curious. The point was, Aron had made pretty good efforts to seem hetero, for as long as he could remember. He had been dating girls, while they were in high school and college. Who could have.