Las mujeres eran las mas entusiastas. Carla, le había llamado la atención lo mismo y me hizo un pícaro guiño como anticipando lo que se venia. por...un buen rato nos dedicamos principalmente a observar, y vimos como a medida avanzaba la noche, pequeños grupos de parejas se perdían detrás de pesadas cortinas negras, obviamente intuimos que deberían llevar a salones mas privados. nos miramos por un rato y nos atrevimos a cruzar detrás de la misteriosa cortina. Un largo corredor con acceso a tres. As I took off her bra, her breasts finally felt free. I suckled on her nipples to her moans.“Ugh… ugh…”I silenced her using my fingers, which she sucked. While I was sucking her buxom breasts, my hands moved up her skirt and up her beautiful legs for me to rub her treasure between her legs. I could feel the dampness through her underwear.“Fuck, you’re so wet…”She smiled, as I kept fondling her.“God, I want to fuck you so bad…” I said, hungrily. She eventually turned around, hiked her skirt up. He actually locked eyes with me as he pulled my panties off and then stuck 2 fingers seductively in my mouth (I could smell my own delicious scent and the essential oils i had used with my enema on his finger) and then used my saliva to lube his cock. I licked my lips and said in a hoarse whisper, "fuck me..."He plunged in to my hungry asshole and I took him to the hilt, feeling his thick head push up inside my bowels -- I was his -- not escaping this fact. There is nothing i have felt as. The night seemed to go on forever and all I could think about was going to sleep – well pretending to go to sleep. Finally, around midnight the gang got bored and started to break up… I suggested another couple hits of pot for their walks to their dorms. We all indulged and then the party ended – or should I say for me actually I think it was just truly starting.Mark and I went about our normal nighttime routine: brushed our teeth, watched the end of Letterman, and called it a night. But.