"Basically, this little piece of technology was priceless.And, the problem was, there was someone else holding it.***The man stood there. He had a fai...rly built frame, but seemed lithe enough to move it with the grace of a cat, probably nearly as good as I could. Yeah, that's right. I get to narrate my own story now. I'm sorry, but I do get snippy sometimes. Anyway, it will be so much more entertaining this way! It was getting difficult to hold up the suspense in third-person for too much. Message begins:"Where are you? I need you to answer....Pick up?...Please?Oh, come on! I need you. I'm so hot, and I've got one hand in my knickers right now. I'm in the toilets, and I'll have to be quiet if anybody comes in. Pick up, dammit!Mmm...Oh, lad, where the fuck are you? Why can't you be there? My hand is all wet and sticky, and I'm smearing my juice on my fingers, and rubbing my clit. Oh yeah...Sliding, feeling my hard nub... Circling with my fingertip like you circle with your tongue.. He lowered his pants and I knelt before him and jerked him off with the donut as well. Then I licked his cock clean.Marion took the donut and, hacking up a large green glob of phlegm, she drooled it into the hole of the donut. Then she passed it to Timothy, who did the same. I knew what was coming and, as much as the thought disgusted me, I knew I would do as I was told. Sure enough, she handed the donut to me.And said, "Eat it." I'd rather not."Tim laughed nastily. "I'm not surprised. What's. We got so much friendly and she used to ask me about my life, how it is going and about my work, if i have any gf or any issues with her.We become close so much that we even fight with each other like kids and used to touch each other innocently. One day I asked her weight and have an argument that I can pick her up She said I can’t so I tried to pick her and did it but unfortunately felt down on her bed. She was on my up and her boobs got pressed hard on my chest and I was holding her tight..