A feeling of unease took over. Alone. Surrounded by boys she didn't know. All of them at least five years older than her. Speaking a language she coul...n't understand. Without her friends around to fall back to..."At least they have good looks." She thought. Convincing herself to stay.---She lay as still as she possibly could. Every time he made a move, it caved in the mattress. Even with her eyes closed, she knew his location. He was at her feet. Searching for something.She heard him. Then the tears started flowing big time.I lost my patience at this point "Don't give me any more bullshit Lyn! They are part of the set that matches the bra you have on! I know because they are the birthday gift I gave you for your last birthday!" Now I was in full attack mode "I sat and watched you grind your pussy into Shitheads crotch while you were dancing, I saw you tonsil swab and swap spit on the dance floor and in this fucking booth. I watched him get your tits out and suck your nipples. Not a child's organ any more. A little patch of pubic hair decorated the top part of it and his compact and absolutely hairless testicles looked as smooth as the rest of his body.He sat down and, checking the staircase every five seconds, tried to adopt a casual, relax attitude, crossing his legs, uncrossing them, opening them a bit, a bit more, a bit less again, keeping his back straight, leaning backwards, resting his arm on a cushion... He was obviously feeling uncomfortable and could not. She did not react to it and started enjoying it. I continued for some time and then tried to open her blouse. As I was new to it, found it bit difficult to open it. To which she helped me in opening the blouse. As it was dark I really could not see those huge breasts. I smelt the aroma and it was awesome. My dick started bulging and planted a kiss on her breast. She slowly started enjoying and started playing with my dick. I was enjoying it but was tensed as someone might wake up. She came near.