“It didn't just happen, Jen, ‘happened’ is a car accident, like the one where I was trying to save lives while you were spread out in the living...room fucking all my best friends. This didn't just happen, Jen, it's something you did, and you did it in a way that will probably cost me the only four friends I really care about in the world. I’ll never be able to get back to where I was with them until now. You're a real piece of work, Jen." Then the thought hit me that she didn't know what Petar. His hand trembled and it seemed to be moving in slow motion as he reached for the crotch of his sleeping friend. There, under the material of his pajama pants, Jay could feel the outline of his friends cock and it took his breath away and left no doubt, his lust for it. His heart pounding, his pulse racing, Jay gently caressed that cock with his finger tips and felt it swell. There was nothing in this world that he wanted more than to feel that cock on his lips, in his mouth, to taste it, to. The change in texture and pressure gave Allie the boost she needed. Shelly felt Allie stiffen beneath her and she curved her fingers, searching for any way to help Allie feel good.She must have succeeded because Allie went off like a rocket. She broke the kiss as her head thrashed from side to side, red hair spilling out across the pillow. Her hips humped against the invaders in her wet twat, increasing the pressure of her clit against Shelly's palm. The sensation seemed to roll through her. They were mostly black but there were some white kids too.They were waiting for me apparently. They were talking quietly among themselves and watching the set which was all lit up. Nathan led me to the side of the stage and he waved someone else over. I looked over to see Kysha's little sister Misha. She was the girl that had done the clean up duties a few nights ago at Cobbs. The girl that had seemed so fascinated by my gang rape and who had taken so much pleasure in watching me drink glass.