Well...

Jamie waited, her entire body tense, but nothing happened. After a brief moment, she finally relaxed.

"Thank goodness. I think this will... Ung!" Jamie bit her lip trying to suppress a moan, her body wildly shaking in pleasure.

The phone fell from her grasp as she frantically grabbed at the bag, trying to pull it off, though in her current condition, it was difficult to muster up the strength to rip it from her body.

"Jamie? Jamie? Are you alright? What's going on? Jamie?" Phoebe called, sounding increasingly more frantic.

Meanwhile, Jamie clawed at the bag, desperately trying to remove it. Her hands kept fumbling, failing to find any grip on the slick plastic surface.

Her body writhed in pleasure as the smooth plastic gently caressed her body, sending a stream of continuous electric jolts running up and down her body.

The pleasure was so great that she found her legs becoming weak. Unable to stand any longer, she fell to her kneese, still trying free herself from the bags unwelcome embrace.

She could feel her breathing becoming quick and shallow as she struggled against the pleasure the bag was bringing to her body.

Her skin tingled, it felt like her pussy was on fire, and she could feel her self becoming wetter by the second. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before she cums.

In one final burst of effort, she grabbed at the bag, digging her fingernails into the plastic, and yanked the bag up and over the top of her head.

Finnaly, she managed to free her self from the clutches of the smooth plastic, just as a intense orgasm rocked threw her body. Her back arched, her muscles spasmed, and a low moan escaped her lips as she had the most intense orgasm of her life.

Jamie knelt there in a daze, completely oblivious to her surroundings.

Finally, awareness returned, and she could hear someone talking on the other end of the phone.

Jamie snatched up the phone and once again held it to her ear.

"ie? Jamie? Are you there? Answer me! Jamie?" Phoebe asked, unable to hide her worry.

"Yah, i'm here." Jamie answered.

"Jamie! I'm so glad you're OK! What happened?" Phoebe asked, the relief evident in her voice.

Jamie hesitated for a moment, trying to decide how much to tell her, before replying, "Apperently it's not just fabric that makes me feel good..."

"Uhuh, so plastic's no good either... Do you have anything else in there you might be able to try?" Phoebe mused.

Jamie tried not to panic as she hastily responded, "Im not so sure that's a good idea..."

"What do you mean you're not sure it's a good idea? You can't just go naked!" Phoebe scoffed.