We both shared it..my friend asked me whether its ok if he shag in the room..i asked him to please use d bathroom..but he said it wont b interesting, ...and i had to agree…he took out his dick and started caressing..he asked me to do the same for a company.. i joined him..When i was shaking fast, he said do it slowly we have got a day and a beer left..i smiled and started doing slowly..After some time he said, it will be good if we hold each others dick. he said he had tried this with his friend. She is a chef at a country club so we eat whatever they serve for dinner that night. Tonight felt off, my mom seemed really stressed but was trying to hide it. "What's wrong mom?" "Nothing baby, just some stupid rich people thinking they are entitled everything at work today." "Do I have to beat someone up?" I asked, getting up from my chair. Bomb stood from his layed down position at my feet and chuffed. She laughed. "No dork, now sit down and finish your dinner." I. After my little afternoon session with Heather I was exhausted and wondered how well I would hold up for a 3 mile run around the lake. Not only that, but I was still recovering from shroomin the night before. Kelly was in the living room doing yoga. She greeted me with a soft smile as I joined her to stretch out. We went through various stretches that I had no clue how to do, but tried to imitate what she was doing. Gradually she moved on to some more advanced stretches and I struggled to keep. I had no interest in stopping her from what she was doing, if anything I wanted to know more about it so I could feel more a part of it.By now I knew most of her co-workers after having gone to the company barbecue and a birthday party at her bosses house. So one Wednesday, armed with the names of the men she worked with, and wearing as much of a disguise as I could manage, I took a seat at the end of the bar at Bessie's and waited. At five after five Bonnie and two of the girls she worked with.