Caoimhe

Caoimhe sits there, smiling at you with a hint of worry on her face.

"Are you OK?"

"Perfect," you say. "Just had a few too many to drink."

"Do you need a hand getting up?" she asks.

"No, no, I'm good," you smiles, standing up.

"So, do you want to?" she smiles.

"Have some fun? Sure," you smile. "Let's head back to the room."

You head outside, with Caoimhe locking up the auditorium after you both head out. You find Daniel still splayed out on the grass, a little bit of vomit dribbling out of his mouth.

"Oh, we should move the poor bastard," you say. "You OK, Daniel?"

The loud, drunken shout to be left sleep gives you enough of an answer. You shove him into the recovery position and put an alarm on his phone to wake him up a little before the groundskeeper should come to unlock the school. Then, you head back to your room, together. Caoimhe's clearly already a little tipsy, giggling as you two walk, her arms interlaced with yours as the two you help each other walk.

Soon, you arrive at Caoimhe's room. By this point, you're eagerly aroused. The two of you are almost falling on top of each other at this point, your lips locked as your tongue enters her mouth, swirling eagerly as your hands eagerly grope at her sweet body, rubbing against her ass and tits. Caoimhe's left arm is wrapped around your waist as she lightly pushes you against the doorway, allowing her left hand to grab your ass while her right grabs at your hardened cock through your pants.

"I want your dick inside me so badly," Caoimhe whimpers eagerly. "I'm so wet for you."

"Let's get to the bed," you say, before Caoimhe pauses, stopping you.

"Not yet. I've a surprise for you."

Caoimhe slips off into the bathroom, leaving you alone for a moment.