I was concentrating on making my breathing steady while he impaled me. It was so much pressure, but I love that feeling of being filled. And fill me h... did. He began pumping faster; it felt so good. My squirting started again, then my legs started shaking. I had to put more of my weight on the sink or I would have collapsed.In the mirror, I saw Barry on the toilet peeking under Carl's legs to get a better view. I saw Pete watching my face intensely, and I saw Carl's face screwed up as his. I flop down onto my bed, relaxing and putting my phone up to my face as he messages again.DarkPrince: You home yet?MoonFlower: Yes, I just made it to my room.DarkPrince: You should take off your panties and that skirt you were wearing so you won't have anything blocking you.MoonFlower: Blocking me from what?I lift my brow, looking at my phone, not really sure what he's talking about.DarkPrince: So you can rub your leaking wet pussy, and show me. MoonFlower: Well, I’m not wet yet, so I’ll leave. I could feel the fabric of my shirt rub against my breasts as I moved ever so slightly to feel him there. His scent was intoxicating as I breathed slowly, trying to control myself. But I was already in too deep. I could feel the warmth radiating from his neck, right there next to me. Suddenly I turned my head, nipping at him. Hey! No. He pulled away quickly and scolded me, shooting me a glare. I smiled back at him coyly, trying to look apologetic at the same time. He just held his glare and. They had grown up together and were nearing the end of their first year of college together. They shared a dorm room. Jessica was eighteen (about to turn nineteen next month), and Taylor had just turned nineteen herself. The girls had gone out for a night of drinking and dancing at one of the college bars. They had used fake I.D.’s to get in, and had just enough drinks to make them a little too honest with each other. Both were in fairly new relationships. As the night had wore on they had.