Check out the dorm rooms

Mark waited a while at the dance floor before making a decision to look somewhere else.

He walked back outside and moved towards the south wing dorm rooms. Even more people had now arrived since he got here.

The doors were wide open to the doom room area, as he expected their were plenty of girls around here. Walking through the dorm, Mark passed multiple people hooking up in the hallways, this gave him just a bit of hope.

Mark stopped in front one of the doors, it was slightly open and he heard a few people chatting with some music in the background coming from inside.

He slightly nudged the door open more to see Paul, the male RA from East Hall.

The more fascinating thing was what he was doing in there, Paul was in the middle of snorting a line of coke from the middle of a naked girl’s breasts.

They were quite big, she laid completely clothed below the waist yet naked as ever above. Her nipples were hard and her tits wiggles as she giggled when Paul snorted the **** off her.

“Who the fuck’s this kid” called out another voice from the room.

Mark recognised him as Dean, one of the senior boys on the football team.

“Yoooo Mike! What’s up brother, come on in!” yelled out Paul, looking up from the girls tits to see Mark at the door.

He couldn’t tell if Paul didn’t remember his name or was just so drunk and **** up that he was thinking straight. Either way, Mark listened to him and walked in, shuttling the door behind him.

“Dude, he’s harmless, he ain’t no rat, isn’t that right Mikey boy” Paul said trying to cool down Dean.

“Ah yeah, it’s Mark but yeah I won’t say anything” Mark said politely.

Paul tapped the girl on the head lightly a couple of times

“Yo Jenn, be polite, say hello to the kid” Paul told her.

She sat up, giving him a better view of her massive breasts. It was fairly dark in the room but he could see they looked luscious, swinging slightly on every movement. Her light brown nipples were decently sized, one of them even with a bit of leftover cocaine on it.

Her hair was partially died blonde, tied back in a ponytail, Mark suspected she would have been using her mouth on the guys earlier.

“Heeeey there” Jenn said.

Mark gave a little head knock and smiled. He was a bit worried for the girl, she looked quite drunk herself, not in the best condition to have guys snorting **** off her chest.

“Yooo Mark, wanna do a line on Jenn, free of charge?” Paul asked, pushing the girl back down so he could put more coke on her chest.

It took him by surprise a bit, Dean thought so too.

“Oh fucking come on, I thought you said, we could double team her now” exclaimed Dean expressing his frustration.

This kind of made Mark feel uneasy, the girl was not in any state to be rammed by two blokes just wanting to get themselves off.

He eyed off her tits, the line of coke now in the middle of her cleavage.

Ugh, they looked so good, he’s penis wanted him to do the line, rub his face in those milky pillows. His mind said otherwise, help the girl out, get her home.

It was a dilemma.