That could lead to heaven ... I mean trouble, in so many wonderful ... No, problematic situations, it would mean crossing not only a boundary, but a w...ole continent as well. The alarm went off and we woke up, with Claire surprised I was spooning her. She tried to back up and I ended up just getting out of bed to avoid her.A cold shower and a change into performance clothes later, I was back. She had a benign look on her face, with a suggestion of being upset. Avoiding it, for the moment, I. He pulled me over to him, and lifted up my short skirt, then pushed his hand down my pants, his fingers were so welcome by this point, and I didn't give a fuck that the other people were watching. One of the other guys walked over and placed my hand on his huge cock that was sticking out of his pants. I held on like a vice and started wanking him, he was spitting already, getting bigger with every stroke, and as I leaned forward to his cock, his body shook. He knew he was going to be blown, but. "Leave me alone, I want to finish." Yeah, she's probably standing right in front of the keyhole," Greg whispered back. As the boys struggled, Peter's hand pushed on the doorknob again. "SSssshhh!" Greg hissed, and he put a hand on top of Peter's. Their hands slipped on the knob and it twisted; as they pulled away the door began to open. Hastily, they eased it closed. "That was close," Peter said.Then the boys looked straight at each other. And at the door. And at each other again. "Didn't she. Oh, to wake up to such sweetness is wonderful!We intertwined legs and arms so he was squeezing and caressing my boobs and molesting my nipples, while I had one hand caressing his shaft as it glided in and out (and a fingertip on his balls as they came in range), while the other hand woke up Miss Clitty in a hurry. She came out all excited and ready to go.We joined and deliberately fed back our sensations at a pretty high volume. We got urgent towards the end and shared a happy, fun, frantic.