"Let me speak to the Censor."A spike from my forefinger stabbed into the bark-hide of the root. I hadhurt the ancient machine, even though I should ha...e revered it.I snarled. Those tendrils of guilt invading my mind weren't mine."Block everything save speech!" I yelled."Sirin?" a distorted voice said from behind me. It had familiar cadence."Bemariq?" How are you here?" he asked. "Did the roots get you too?" No, I intruded into yours." Are you--"A hoary presence shifted between the thoughts of. They’re fun, and they’re nice, but that’s all.“We had both seen you at the orientation and basically that night we both said we wanted a guy like you — upperclassman, cool, smart, funny, talented, and confident. Sarah would have probably done it with you on stage in front of the student body! But I figured out you were Russian and that gave me dibs; but as I said, I saw you with other girls, and that kind of put things on hold.”“When did you find out?”“I saw your baptismal cross when it was. I shouldn't have peeked. I should have just walked away but my curiosity and hormones got the better of me.What I saw blew my mind. Tommy was with one of his male teammates getting fucked. Tommy was on top of this latino stud riding his cock. They were both screaming in ecstasy. Tommy would occasionally tell his lover of how good it felt getting fucked by him or how much he wanted that studs cum up his ass. My fingers subconsciously found their way down to my pussy and I started fingering. Will’s dick was about five and a half inches long, but was a good size around, and this was the problem so far.“Tara, I am going to put my fingers on each side of your pussy and spread your lips just a bit, OK.” I said.“Yesss,” Tara hissed, “whatever it takes, just get his dick in me.” She said and moaned.Since Will’s dick was tight up against her, and indented into her pussy a bit, I took my fingers off it. I got down directly behind Tara’s butt, between their legs. Then I placed my hands on.