Adam asked bright, genuine questions about me rather than simply talking about himself. But more than that, he actually listened to my answers, as if ...he viewed me as a new and interesting friend to be discovered and enjoyed rather than a captive audience or a lucrative client.Any girl reading this will immediately know what I mean.Okay, we didn’t have the same educational background or come from the same income tier, but it didn’t matter. I’m sure his strong Manchester accent would have grated. He’s fair, jovial and very helpful.After hearing this, I felt bad that I’m cheating my friend. So I thought it’s better I sort this out with Savi. In the lunchtime, everyone left to the canteen for lunch. But Savi was working. I was waiting for her to leave so that I can talk to her.After a few minutes, she left her place and went towards the washroom. I too followed her and thought let me wait for her near the washroom. When she saw me waiting, she asked whom I was waiting for. I told it is. Pulling out after 5 minutes Cat flipped the helpless Tiffany over and placed her cock directly next to hers. Go ahead and stroke Cat commanded. Obliging Cats order, Tiffany took the cock sandwich with both hands and began beating both of them off. I dont think I need to say that the pleasure was intense for both girls, the feeling of their ultra-sensitive cocks on each other was amazing and Tiffany could feel the weight of Cats heavy balls on top of hers. Somehow symbolizing the growing up she. She was wearing her work uniform of a white blouse/black skirt and jacket and underneath she had a white bra/knickers and a black suspender belt with black hold up stockings. Bob appeared at the door and quickly ushered her in to the kitchen. It was so warm inside the bungalow as they walked through in to the lounge. It was typical male only house, sparsely furnished but clean. He told her that he wasn’t sure whether she would turn up or not but was pleased she was there, she told him that she.