At nine o’clock we packed up our things and walked out of the library together. That’s when I realized why she had always called me a few minutes ...fter nine. She spent every night at the library. ‘Who was that?’ I asked as we walked to my car. It took her a few seconds to understand whom I was referring to. ‘Oh, you mean Jason. He was having trouble with a math course. I tutored him one semester last year. Now he sort of looks out for me.’ I wondered if there was more to it than that, looking. “Fuck me like you did before Matt” this time he didn’t hesitate as he rolled in between her legs slipping his cock deep into her making her moan, Matt’s balls started to slap Michelle’s ass as her tit’s moved up and down Michelle moaned and groaned as she got louder and louder, Matt’s cock was sliding in and out with ease as Michelle was dripping wet, Matt sucked hungrily on Michelle’s nipples as she held his head “that’s it babe suck my nipples make me cum” as Matt flicked his tongue on her. Reaching between us I found that she was already dripping wet. I studied her reactions as I used my fingers to grasp the triangle of tissue behind her clit. I assumed, if she'd pierced it before, that there were no veins in the way and I tried applying an increasing amount of pressure. Although she moaned with pleasure, I never saw any indications of pain."That feels nice," she purred."You're definitely suited for a triangle, but I'm still not sure if it's..."Her eyes flew open in indignation. The sway of her hips trapped my eyes like a bear trap held onto a rabbit. I took a deep breath to steady my nerves and followed her. Gretchen was stripping out of her clothes, and I had to stop again and watch her. By the time she was down to her frilly red bra and panties, I was falling into that hot and bothered state I’d been trying to avoid. The graceful movement of her body reminded me how awkward I felt next to her. I knew how badly I bumbled around the dance floor. I was only graceful.