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    Toy Box: another series of one-shots – (Chapter: Fukuoku 9000)

    I was facing my dad and debating with him over one of his cases’ parents when I felt Ashley’s hand on my thigh. I hesitated for a second but kept up the debate and patted her hand lightly before focusing back in on the conversation.

    Her hand slid higher up my thigh and I glanced over at her to see that she was deep in conversation with my mom. I quickly turned my gaze back to my dad and continued the conversation, hoping he didn’t notice my glance.

    Ashley’s hand slid further up and under my skirt and then into my underwear. Then, even faster, her finger slid between my folds. Except, her finger brought a friend. And her friend… vibrated.

    I quickly ended the debate and dropped my head and began to try to eat little bites of my dinner. The toy’s vibrations were not intense enough to be heard and they weren’t enough to make me orgasm quickly. Instead, it was discreet and it would bring me to orgasm in a very torturously slow way.

    She dipped her finger and the toy down and into the wetness that had collected at my entrance. She dipped the toy into in before moving so the toy was vibrating against my hardened and slick clit.

    “So Spencer, how do you think you did on the AP physics test?”

    I looked over at Ashley before turning my attention to Clay, “Fine.” Actually, I thought I bombed but that answer required more then one syllable.

    “Really, because I thought it was really hard,” you can say that again, “and I didn’t get to finish,” I hope I don’t suffer the same fate.

    I bit my lip and blushed as I felt my orgasm begin to slowly build, “Uh huh.”

    “Did you understand the question abou-”

    “Hey Clay, I was wondering if you could help me with my bio class,” Ashley quickly distracted him. I was surprised because Ashley usually liked to see me get flustered in situations like tha- I muffled a groan as I nearly dropped my head face first into my dinner.

    She began to move her finger and put pressure on my clit, making my orgasm have a sudden jump in intensity and almost making me come but Ashley then lessened the pressure, just barely stopping short of pushing me over.

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    1. awesomeeeee…i enjoy any story where paula looks like an ass and ashley does something naughty. hot! pms as soon as possible and good luck with softball

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