It was an expertly set trap that hooked Stephanie when she and I made out while Brittany kissed my neck. I made myself available to each until Brittan... kissed Stephanie's neck.I slipped out from underneath and watched them make out on the couch like overheated teens until they burned the alcohol out of their systems. They were too inexperienced not to need excuses to go further. Brittany made the pitch to Stephanie: go to the prom as her date and afterwards the three of us would meet to finish. He hated any reminder of his brother, and the halls we roamed together were some of the worst places for him to be, other than his childhood home. So I relived our lives together for an audience—the only time I hated speaking in front of a crowd. But after graduation Jude came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. ‘I’m proud of you Babyboy.’ I remember him telling me, and I felt a jolt of love well up hearing his voice. I was always the more emotional one in the relationship, I pulled. Hands began feeling my body all over and I felt my clothes being pulled off. My pussy really got drippy when they lifted me up to take off the boots. I love getting lifted up!Then guys began squeezing and slapping my boobs and ass, and one guy put his mouth on my nipple and sucked. I moaned and they laughed. A finger inserted itself in my cunt, and then another one, I moaned again and my pussy released some more juice. “Please! Fuck my brains out,” I begged. “Please!”They made me get on my. I now had a raging hard one as she walked towards me so I remained cross legged half pretending to get up as she got close. I would have probably done one of many things to her there and then on this small round Carrera marble looking coffee table if I was hopped up on the above illicit favorite narcotics of mine. Not that I am such an a****l without a care in the world for my composure no, I had already scanned the place. It was quite a private setting in this corner of the lobby, a gentle.