Yes

Ella picked up her cellphone, she didn't even go to her contacts list, she knew Alex's number by heart. She started dialing but stopped before should finished. Blushing, she realized Alex was still indisposed and wouldn't be able to answer anyway. So she sat and waited, thinking about the performance the pixie dickgirl had just put on.

her breathing quickened as her still sticky hand went back into her pants, putting a finger in her still soaked slit while she tweaked her clit with her thumb. Ella closed her eyes as she imagined herself with Alex, being taken like that teenager had been, the only real difference is in her case, she wasn't strapped down. She was on her knees, staring up into Alex's light brown eyes.

She gasped as she came with almost nothing from the mental image. Falling back into her chair she felt a decent amount of time had passed. numbly wiping her hand clean, she grabbed her phone and dialed, the ring tone sounding like a drum in her ears.

The phone clicked as Alex picked up, “Ella! Hi, how are you?” she asked, excitement in her voice.

“Hey, Alex,” she tried to keep her voice level.

“Ella? Are you okay? What’s wrong?” apparently Alex could tell already that something was up.

“I… I really need to see my friend right now. I have to talk to you. Can I come over?” Ella practically begged.

“Yes. Always, you’re always welcome. I have to clean up I just finished… working.” Ella was fully aware of that but chose not to comment, “You know where the spare key is, just come inside and make yourself at home. I’ll be done as soon as I can.”

“Thanks Alex.”

“Anything for you. I’ll see you once I’m finished cleaning myself up,” Alex spoke in her most soothing tone.

“Okay. Bye.” Relief seemed to fill her voice, but she still had a tremor to it.

“Bye.”