Susanna

Susanna sat at the picnic table in the small park a few blocks from frat row. The stolen paddle on the table in front of her. Wally and Salja also say across from her. She had surreptitiously slipped her legs down to her knees after sitting down and for the last 5 minutes had been working at her clit furiously with her fingers.

She had to admit this was an odd experience for her, fingering herself across from two of her floor mates feeling the prickly ness of the bare wood on her ass. She felt the blood rush to her face as a small moan escaped her lips.

“There you go!” Salja said alittle to loudly. “Make the queen proud!” Susanna’s laugh at her friends joke was muffled by another moan.

“You gonna make fun of me if I watch something to help me out here?” Came the Scottish accent. The two across the table just shrugged.

Susanna pulled out her phone and opened the group chat immediately pulling up the video of Andrew and Marlena fucking over the sideline bench. Almost instantaneously Susanna’s moans were mixed in with the moans of Marlena on the video. Working her fingers into the perfect rhythm on her clit coupled with her friends sex tape, and the looks of hunger of the two across from her had her at a climax within minutes.

She tried to be as quiet as possible but she had never been a quiet fuck a day in her life and now was no exception. The sounds of her orgasm rung through the empty park so much so than not a minute after she had yanked her leggings back up and the group had taken the first few steps away from the table had a smattering of frat guys appeared to investigate.

“Well time to pull another one.” Salja said holding open the bag.