Bridget and Bex are still grinding away over there, nothing really new on that domain, except wait one second, Bex is gripping Bridget’s tits from b...ehind while they grind. Well, this helps me instantly get over Lizzy’s depressing loss. Bex is squeezing Bridget’s breasts, and Im wondering if Bex is actually grabbing tit or just bra padding…either way does it matter at all? I realize I am staring, and feeling Bailey’s ass starting to engulf my bulge makes me look back down at her. I start. ‘But I’ve got myself in a bit of a pickle, and could do with some help mate.’ What? Sam got himself into a pickle? Another one? Nothing new there. I could just picture the poor tortured soul, sitting there without a hair in place and his big, black-framed glasses somewhat askew. With any luck, since it was the beginning of the week, then his socks might just match one another. ‘What have you done this time Tim?’ I asked, grinning to myself. Tim was half way to being a genius, especially with. Part of me wanted to be on my guard because he was able to figure a lot of this stuff out, and part of me wanted to open up to him completely, fill in the gaps of his understanding. If anyone seemed worth the effort, he was."Have you ever been in an intimate relationship?" he asked, suddenly."Sort of," I said. "I'm not quite a virgin." With a boy or a girl?" A girl," I confessed."So do you consider yourself a lesbian?"I shook my head. "No," I said. "I like boys. Bitches be crazy."We both. Just stood there waiting on me .When I got to her I put my arms around her and pulled her gently back to me , her ass was pressing against my body, and I slowly started kissing the back of her neck running my tongue over her soft skin. slowly I began fondling her breast. My cock was throbbing and it was pressing against her ass thru my pants. I slowly moved my hand down and rubbed it over her stomach. My fingers ran thru the slight patch of hair that covered the top of her pussy.. she turned to.