Ah, that’s better, she thought as she felt the waves of heat build deep down inside her. Moving the brush more rapidly, she began to moan. She could...feel the fires burn through out her entire body and knew that soon her bubble would burst, bringing her much wanted release. As her movements became more frantic, she was practically bouncing up and down on the vanity. She now held the brush with two hands, moving it faster and faster in an attempt to climb that final peak. Suddenly she was there. Loud smacks echoed back from the walls every time our bodies collided.“Like that. Don’t stop. Right there,” she yelped.I let out a loud, deep-chest growl. “Come for me.”“Yes! So close! So close! So close!”“Do it.”“Oh, fuck me! Fuck meee!”The last, squealed word vanished in a desperate gasp. Her muscles clenched, defining them in her arched back. Her pussy clamped down on my cock. Then she screamed as she exploded in orgasm.The screams just kept coming, jumping in volume and pitch every time I. The guys came in a few minutes later and lay on their beds - without undressing.After about half an hour my mother came in, and checked that I was asleep. I even feigned some light snoring, which seemed to have satisfied mother. She beckoned with her finger to the three boys and they got up and left the room.I had not the faintest idea what this was all about, but I waited about 15 minutes and then sneaked out of my room. The first thing that hit me was the sounds from my mother's bedroom -. The voyeurs were oblivious to anything else around them, maybe stoned but intently watching the sex scene in front of them. Soon I notice one of the four watching, a girl just to my right dressed, I think as “Alice in Wonderland,” and she had started rubbing her pussy. She did not reach under her dress or anything, she was rubbing it through her dress. As she watched the fucking scene in front of her she squeezed her legs tightly together and kept rubbing her pussy. She was petite and looked.