So we had to do laundry. Mom suggested that we might as well wash everything, including the underwear we had on now so we put those in also. I thought... that was a little unnecessary but figured she was just being thorough. That left her in her working dress and me in just my jeans and a sweater. There are washers and dryers in the apartment building so we took everything downstairs and threw them in the washers. She told me that I could go back up and she would stay there and put the stuff in. I chase the egg with my thumb, burying the whole thing inside of her. Its vibrations now buzz steadily within her while I work on her clit and outer labia with my mouth. Her moans become almost worried-sounding as I grind my face in circles on her clit while the little buzzing egg works its magic on her interior.We pass another minute like this before the egg quits humming. Carefully, I insert my index finger into her, hook it around the little egg and draw it out. It emerges slowly at first,. "She led me through the house and gave me a coke before we joined everyone in the back yard. Mr. Anderson was in charge of the grill. It looked like he was making burgers and hot dogs. There were five other teens either in the pool or sunning themselves Beth, Mike and Luke Herndon, Bert Nelson, and Tami. Seeing Bert almost put me in a bad mood, but Beth changed that when she ran up and gave me a big hug."Hey Beth, are you happy to see me?" Jerk, I thought you were blowing me off." No, just went. "I didn't say stop. But you can hardly call it talking during sex when you fucked Simone instead of me! That makes me mad. And a mad Heather is not a helpful Heather." Heather, I'm sorry, but that was your idea to invite her and offer her to me. Can we focus here? I know you can help. What do you want in return for helping?"Suddenly she turned on the charm. "Want? Now, why would I want anything? I'll do it for you just because we're friends." Heather, come on. We both know you want stuff from.