I flicked the TV channel, some talking head was yapping about it being George Bush’s fault. Probably was, too. Things just weren’t going my way, h...ere I was with no nookie and fucking prime rib class stuff right next door, no work, no money, freezing my ass off and all they can shoot their mouths off about is how fucking hot it is? I was well into one of my rants at the TV when the phone rang. I was hoping it was a job, even if it did mean going outside in the cold, I had maybe $300 left in the. ..Zana: Haha and all i'm doing is speaking, imagine if i was there with you, what would happen then?Alex: Well if you were here you'd be naked by now...no?Zana: Would i?Alex: Yes, i'd have undressed you, picked you up carried you over to the sofa, spread your legs apart and right about now i'd be slowly licking your wet pussy. Never had a sentenced turned me on as much as that one just had. It was like he spoke directly to my pussy, my juices started flowing and i could feel my pussy starting. The ladies room bathroom was empty as well. We both went inside and she closed and locked the door. Then we both started making out for a few minutes. I had never ever done anything like this before, so this was all new to me. We made out passionately and eventually I broke the kiss. I was about to say something and then she put her right pointer finger on my lips. I don't know why she did that, but it just turned me on even more. Then we began making out once again and she started putting her. No stress. A lot of fucking, obviously. There had been pillow talk.“We could call him..”“He says he’s a bit tired and hungover…”“We don’t have to do anything, just hang out…”“Yeah.. he’s texted. He’s on the way…”’It wasn’t much of a gamble. He was her friend, someone we liked and respected, and was good company. But we weren’t sure anything would happen. Or even if we’d want it to. After an enjoyable evening, and perhaps sensing a moment alone was needed, our friend went to the toilet. We.