Protesting drowsily, she wrapped an arm around my neck, facilitating my efforts to lift her from the bed and into the bathroom. I lowered her slowly t... the water, and only when her skin touched the water did she open her eyes. By the time Chris knew what I was doing, I had her immersed to her breasts in the warm, soapy, bubbly water. She looked around the room, the only light from dozens of candles throwing a warm, firelight tone over the ceramic tile and porcelain. The look of mild shock on. She took out a jar of strange blue gel and applied it to the vibrator, and her pussy. Her need suddenly increased by 110%. She pushed the vibrator in and out of her dripping snatch, driving herself totally wild, but still she didn’t climax. ‘I must call…’ she thought deliriously. In the bag was a mobile phone, she pushed the fast dial button. ‘Hello, Christina,’ Said a voice on the other end. ‘You may cum now and as you do will remember everything…’ On hearing those words Christina was able to. Inhibitions started to be let go and the topic of conversation quickly turned to sex.As we chatted and laughed and talked about past sexual experiences it was obvious that the more slutty of the girls wanted a good fucking. One of our group did'nt take long to take his chance and slipped away with a decent looking girl. We heard the moans down the corridor and the other girls laughed when they only lasted for a couple of minutes.I needed to urinate badly and wandered off down the corridor, I. In the way of pocket money that is. I didn't think they were spending all the money on under garments, but now that I thought about it I realised that they probably were. What might seem pretty generous to me was in fact no more than covering the cost of the frilly bits. I discovered this a day or two later when I went into town and peered in the window of the lingerie shop; naturally I wore and old raincoat and a hat pulled down over my eyes. OK I jest, but I did discover that you can pay £100.