Her room

Kristen gasps softly as you push her against the wall and consume her lips. Your hands press against her soft breasts through her shirt and you gently squeeze. The young lifeguard/nurse-in-training moans, her hands closing around your cock. You briefly consider fucking her out in the hallway as her silky hands gently milk some precum out of your throbbing penis, but quickly consider against it--you're not sure how many people are still in the apartment and you're not sure how much noise you'll both be making.

"Let's go to your room," you whisper before planting a few hot, wet kisses down Kristen's neck. She nods and bites her lips as you back away from her. Her light brown eyes travel down to your hardon again, standing at attention, before heading into her room. You follow close behind her and close the door.

Her room is colored a light salmon pink which is fitting because of all of the surfing pictures Kristin has hanging up. She has a few pictures of couples on the beach and seascapes and even a few surfboards. She turns back to you and leans against her table, showing off her lean legs and letting her shirt ride up, revealing the bottom of her hot pink panties.