Dillion Harper, Cherie DeVille, Zoey Monroe, Devin DeRay, Alina Li, Keisha Grey

I still don’t remember taking my bra off. My breasts were suddenly bare; for a moment I considered threesome taking off my panties as well, but didn’t quite dare. Instead I raised my hands to my head, to tie up my hair. I was conscious of Mila’s eyes on me. I didn’t quite dare look at her as I climbed into bed, pulled a sheet over me, and turned off the light. There was a long silence. “Good night, Mila,” I said eventually. “Good night.” I don’t know whether she fell asleep at once. I certainly didn’t. I was acutely conscious of her lying just a few metres away, completely naked; unlike me, she hadn’t even drawn a sheet over herself. I could imagine those breasts of hers, rising and falling with every breath. I could even imagine the shadowed valley between those athletic thighs, open to the night. My heart was pounding, and I began to feel a tightness in my lower belly and between my own legs. I was, of course, not all that innocent. I’d had sex (more about that another time) and I was familiar with masturbation. I had never before though been turned on at the thought of a naked woman, and I had never even thought of masturbating in the same room as someone else. The very thought would have been mortifying normally. But my hands were still outside the control of my mind; they slipped between my legs, rubbing the fabric of my panties, which were, to my surprise, soaking wet. One of my hands crawled under the waistband of the panties, through the rough patch of my pubic hair, and my fingers slipped into the damp moist valley there. I’m sure I sighed. I may even have moaned softly, as my fingers got to work, slipping and sliding into the depths of my vagina in between emerging to touch my clitoris. They didn’t have the freedom of movement that would have been ideal, because of the panties, but there was nothing to be done about that; I didn’t dare raise my hips and legs to take them black off in case Mila was awake and noticed. I was even terrified that my heavy breathing, and the soft sound of my fingers moving in and out of my vagina, would wake her. But I couldn’t make myself stop, even though my conscious mind wanted to. Finally, I came to a shuddering orgasm, and this time I’m sure I gangbang moaned. But there was no sound from the other bed, though I held my breath to listen; just the softest noise of breathing. Eventually, I fell asleep. The next few days went by in anal a whirl of settling in and starting classes. Outside our room I rarely saw Mila. We were in different classes, and she had, not surprisingly, a gaggle of friends, while I had none. But she never brought those friends back to our room. Once, I asked her why. She shrugged. “It’s compilation our private space, yours and mine. I’m not interested in bringing anyone from outside into it. Besides, they’re only friends.” I didn’t ask what I was supposed to be. I got used to seeing her stripping naked every night, which she always did without the slightest bit of self-consciousness. “It’s called rollcall, Ranger, didn’t they do that at Castle Thorum?” Brock growled, then gestured to Certiok, who sat in the corner with a quill and parchment in her hand, “Everything needs to be recorded, and black so before every meeting, attendance will threesome be taken for the transcription.” Brock hoisted a heavy rock onto the tabletop, “To avoid excessive cross-talk, the rule is that gangbang you can only speak if you have the Orator’s Stone.” He blinked up at her, eyes a little watery from the constant pressure on his throat, his lips forming a pink pout, confirmation at least that his lipstick was doing its job, “But I want to stroke your cock…” Don’t you ever think that.” They were all naked as well, except for the woman who wore a green choker with a silver pendant that hung in her clavicle, and they sat around her on the cushions as the first man explained there were two more who were still undressing and would come in a few minutes. Feeling the roundness of my ass cheeks. With one hand she rubbed quickly up and down my shaft, while the other fondled compilation my balls and even tickled my asshole. It was a mutual decision made of the strong feelings we have for each other. He wanted Max to see that Sonia was completely anal owned by him. He couldn't help question what that might have meant. And, not being your Father of course."