We didn’t see our roommates very often. On the first evening when we returned to the room, we didn’t see anyone at all, and when we woke in the mo...ning it was still only the two of us in the room. There were a couple of evenings that we saw Anja – usually already fast asleep by the time we came back to the room, and up and away before we woke up. On Wednesday morning we met a tall blonde girl, who was coming back to the room just as we were leaving, but other than a brief ‘Hello’ we didn’t stop. "That is an idea, but what if Robert sees us?" asked Liz. "He knows us." We'll just have to hope we don't see him," said John.It was a risk, but they decided to take it. The trip to Gateshead would beon Friday.Michael heard the plan later and felt nervous. He didn't like dressing as aboy, but he felt that would be the better thing to do. Despite this, hedecided he would go as Michelle.Upstairs in their room, Michael felt uncomfortable about going."I hope we don't see him," he told Emma."You. Soon we were having beers and a kissing competition was stared for me to nominate the best kisser, I liked that as kissing was always guaranteed to get me wet, I had already made my mind up I was going to fuck all of them, I just wanted to establish the ground rules and make sure as I went from guy to guy it was going to be civilized and loving so I could enjoy each guy as individuals and have my orgasm, as I was a multi-orgasmic girl. So the kissing began in total silence, that way everyone. I could hear his pleasure and it only spurred me on to go harder, faster, and deeper…just like that throbbing dick would be doing to me. The conversation deteriorated somewhat, each of us lost to the sensations of pleasure rolling through us. Every few seconds another filthy demand would come out. Fuck me harder, Mike! Oh baby you make my pussy feel so fucking good, pound my pussy mmmmmm OH MY GOD! You’re so damn tight, baby! Shit, Aly, don’t stop clenching my cock like that…my filthy little.