She didn't recognize the number, so she let it go to voicemail; she didn't want to talk to anyone right now. As soon as her phone beeped, she connecte... to her voicemail and listened to the message. As she was listening, tears started to well up in her eyes. Almost as if on auto-pilot, she started her car and drove. When she pulled into the driveway of her destination, she wiped her eyes and walked to the door.Before Trisha could ring the doorbell, the front door swung open. Mark led Trisha into. She moved the vibrator to press against her clit. She moved both vigorously, her back arching high so her head and butt were only on the floor. Just as suddenly, she rolled onto her knees, her chest pressed into the floor. She pulled the dildo out of her pussy and I could see the surface glistening with her pussy juices before she plunged it into her asshole after only a moment of effort to work her way past her sphincter. I heard Meike gasp and I had to agree, this woman was putting on a. She had untied her top so her back was bare, and had pulled her bikini bottom up in her crack, thong style. Her feet were enough apart I could see her pussy lips puffed out on both sides of the thin strip of cloth.She was obviously looking at the images on the smart phone, and seeing how she looked with her legs apart, or on her side with one leg pulled up where you could see her butt.She was so engrossed in what she was doing, she didn't seem to notice or care that I had returned. Then she. I shook my head and decided that I should go see how Emma and Zoe were getting along. I was sure that things would be awkward, but I could always go to the dorm lounge and read or something.By the time I got to the dorm, I was regretting my decision about the chair. There was a girl leaving as I was coming in and she held the door for me with a smile. I thanked her and went to the elevator, taking it upstairs.I limped down the hall to their door and opened it without knocking. I figured they’d.