All of the bullshit, I mean! What?" she vulgarly snapped at him. "Right down to the marrow. What's that supposed to mean?"Mark smiled smugly. "Whateve... you want it to mean, I guess, Priscilla." The door of the elevator opened and Mark moved down toward his room, noting with irritation that the young woman was still beside him. His key came out, opened the door, and he went in. Without a second's hesitation, Priscilla pushed her way into the room.Mark turned. "What's going on now, Priscilla?". I looked at him menacingly – or at least as menacingly as a 40kg, 4'11" and three-quarter naked schoolgirl can possibly look – and threatened "If this hurts, I'll ram it up your ass and rip out the cord." Deal," he said, then held his cock steady. "Hop on."It was so long I had to shuffle backwards just to get the tip into my vagina. I seated his knob in my entrance, took a deep breath and then slid forward, impaling myself on the first five inches of his dick. I normally go much slower, but I. She was getting a perverse pleasure out of seeing her friend succumb, just like herself, to all of these enticements.Nathan grinned and said, "Well, Mommy, it's somethin' I been doin' for a long time now. The girls gotta have some fun sometime since we are all alone and spend so much time just doin' stuff to stay alive. It started out with me an' Kathy washin' each other, an' it kinda just became somethin' we do ta pass the time."Still trying to justify whatever she did, Allison rationalized. This took more pressure off of me. I did notice that my discovery in both situations (the wet spot and the books) began to affect my cock. I felt it beginning to get hard. I looked down and the bulge was noticeable. I turned and practically sprinted back to my recliner so that she wouldn't catch me if she turned around and came back for the book. That would be all I would need. Having to explain to Jack how Robin saw my growing cock in my sweatpants. I went upstairs and turned on the cam. There.