party was coming home. It had been a quiet night at a friend's house. I parked the car and got off. The phone rang, called hidden. I picked up and heard moaning on the other side. 'It is wrong, I thought, is calling her boyfriend and got a wrong number. " I hung up. He called again and again I hear the moans, gasps. Yes, it was certainly a woman masturbating. I hung up again.
I went home. The phone rang again and went to answer. This time I was listening. Gasping, moaning, 'ifs', 'ohhhh' and other words uttered in a low voice, almost whispering. I kept listening. The voice was feminine, soft, young ... very excited, more and more ... until his voice was merged with an orgasm with a 'oh dioooooooossss' and then silence.
I was expectant, excited, wondering whether or not to join the party with his pants next to blow ... when the voice came and greeted me by my name. 'Hello X, baby, you like? I YZZ, math gave me, remember me? "
Yes, you remembered. It was that blatant student with 15 years slept with two of my best friends and I caused to me so that we did so. It was difficult to prepare for the September exams with their tops, skirts, their thongs ... (Or non-thong), your slides that left little to the imagination.
'Yeah, I remember a YZZ, how do you know? How do you know who taught these subjects for their exams in September? " It must be a joke. It was not possible for two students, former students, they want something. One is a wet dream come true. Two ... 'I know because I am her, come home, join the party' and hung up.
I sat in bed, not daring to move, without saying nothing ... caressing ... and without leaving home to go get it.
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