As the phantoms drifted on a small part of her mind would latch onto one and evaluate it suitability to the mood. Some she would reject outright, some...she would flirt with until they revealed their true natures and then she would leave, waiting for something else to surface. Finally one concept started to gel out of the darkness. As with all the rest it was more about sensations and feelings than the image itself. This one though had a surprising clarity as it came out of the past at her. She. "I'm going to get some water downstairs and call Michael to pick us up." She turned and her blonde hair flowed after hair. When she was gone, Camaire just shrugged at Celia. "I can't believe she is the one with a boyfriend." "The hottest senior too! Don't you think Michael is super dreamy?" asked Celia. "I think what he's packing inside his jeans is super dreamy. Or so I've heard." Celia started laughing, "Thank goodness Crystal's not that prude to stay a virgin or it would be a waste of. They were so soft and juicy. Just like butter. Her nipples were hard and pointy. I kept sucking on them and bit them from time to time. She moaned and said, you make me so wet.I then attacked the thing that I was fascinated with the most, Her navel! I licked her entire belly and then inserted my finger into her deep navel. Which was perfectly round and T shaped inside. I smelled it. By this time my dick was having a field day! It was throbbing and hurting like crazy.She then removed her. I pulled my pants up and ran out of the house in tears from humiliation. I stopped halfway to my house and turned back, 'what about Michelle?' I thought. 'What a horrible coward I am leaving her down there.' I went back to the basement window and saw these savages passing around my girlfriend like she was just some fuck doll. She was bent over taking it from behind from Mike, while he aggressively spanked her and pulled her hair, calling her names like "my bitch," and "my sex slave." I mean.