We later discovered that students in many high schools had been staging a social event as an alternative to their school’s official prom, which gene...ally was not under the control of the school. Morps did not follow any prescribed format. A Morp was a super fun, backwards prom. Instead of dressing super fancy and such, students dressed really crazy and fun, and a lot more casual than for a real prom. It provided students who felt disconnected from prom culture to express their lifestyle. In one of my trips to the toilet to pee, I walked into Monica coming out of the toilet, wasted as she was. She looked at my dick, and smiled while looking back up. "Oh my. Happy to see me?" She asked. "That's why I came here away from the others" I joked. Her eyes opened wide as she looked down the hall, looking for any of the other girls. But they were all having fun in the living room. She looked back at me, still with the smile on the face. An evil smile. She bit her lower lip, as if she was. “Okay, bend over the edge of the bed. Over here, that’s right babe, lie down.” Eve did as she was told, lying her top half on the mattress, breasts squashed breathlessly against the cotton sheets. She wriggled into a comfortable position, enough of her on the bed that her legs could splay out, relaxed. Her pussy juices dripped onto the edge of the mattress as she anticipated what would happen next. Michelle had lined her lover up to give Alex the perfect view from his chair. He was sitting. As his penis was inserted into the machine’s vaginal sheath, it was massaged and caressed, causing Eric to moan as his penis soared to full erection. The moan became louder as the sheath began to gently squeeze and clench along the full length of his engorged manhood. ‘OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! YESSS!! UHH!! UHH!! UHH!!’ Inside the seats gel-like vaginal sheath thousands of tiny cilia-like fingers started massaging and caressing his throbbing hardness from its base to the tingly gland. Eric’s moans.