Andy's however was indeed fairly slim, even swollen as it was, though certainly hard. It was still weird seeing it pulled, stretched almost uncomforta...ly by my way of thinking, tied by the rope, attached to the beam above him."You managed to do all this by yourself?" I asked finally stepping further on into the room, still mesmerized."Well, I did have a little help from Andy with some of this," she explained proudly. "But yes ... for the most part, I pretty much did it myself."I noticed then. Then it was quiet, followed by some more heavy breathing and her bed creaking and shaking.I fantasized some more about her, then got up and tip-toed out the door and across the hall, my heart was pounding as I tried to peak in her room in the hot dark night. I didn't want her to know I was trying to spy on her. I could make out that she was laying on her bed, and in the moonlight I could see that she was completely naked. The nipples on her big tits were erect and engorged. Her legs were spread. I remember observing that the fire place was down to glowing embers at this point. The TV was still on, playing Miracle on 34th Street. Quickly, I donned my flannel pajama bottoms and a t-shirt, sans panties. I did not have time to put on underwear. I wrapped my wet hair in a towel and grabbed my robe, before descending the stairs just as my father came through the door lugging two suitcases. Mom was right behind him carrying her purse, a computer case, and a shopping bag. Both parents looked. When they arrived at the sorority house, Kelly, Lisa and Jenna found their leader, Megan Adams, at the top of the staircase looking down wearing nothing but a thin, loose and blue dress on which her nipples were erect and showing through. Her long strawberry blonde hair was plaited on top of her head like a Greek goddess. Megan Adams was evidently a stunning beauty."Come, Kelly, I need to speak with you alone," Megan said, firmly. Kelly started walking up the stairs but turned back round when.