Yes.

“He… he caught me masturbating. In the hall.”

“Holy shit, you slut! What were… oh my god.” A look of recognition dawns over her face, “Were you masturbating to us?”

You blush harder than you’ve blushed before. “Yes.” Your voice is small and quiet.

“Holy shit. Lindsie! I never would have guessed!”

“Please don’t tell anyone.”

“Haha, no promises.” Annette winks at you.

You reach out for her arm, “No really, please don’t.”

“Ok fine.” She smiles, “I just know a few guys who would love to get their hands on tits like yours.”

Annette reaches forward and caresses your breasts through your shirt. Her chest is small and you wonder if she’s jealous. She slides her hands around to your back and grabs your ass. You glance around the hallway. There are still a few people on their way to class, but it’s mostly empty…