Zara finishes her story

Arriving at the bed, Zara straddles you, putting her hands around your shoulders.

“So, like I said, Morgan and her girlfriend were busy fucking each other; Morgan pulls off her shirt, and I got to say, they look spectacular! They’re even bigger than mine, with big, pink areolae. Her nipples looked like they could cut glass.” She caresses her own breasts through the bralette for emphasis.

Resuming her story, Zara continues “I couldn’t look away. Watching them was beginning to get me wet.” She starts to slowly grind her hips in your lap, dry humping you.

“Eventually Morgan came. She’s a screamer. To shut her up, Allie stuck her tongue down her thought while Morgan was writhing under her. Once she let Morgan up for air, she pushed her back down, and do you know what she did?”

You shake your head.

“She sat on her face and rode her while Morgan ate her out. Now, Allie had her back to the door, and Morgan was…otherwise occupied, so I snuck out. As soon as I got out of her room, I went back to my room and masturbated for an hour. I don’t think I’ve ever cum harder in my life.

“So, are you like…into girls?”

“What, already trying to sweet talk me into a threesome? I don’t know. I’ve never been with a girl, and I like dick” She rubs her crotch over your pant clad erection. You swear you can feel her wetness through your own pants and her shorts. “…as you can clearly tell. But that was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.”

Zara kisses you, biting your lower lip as she pulls away. Breathing heavily, she asks with a smirk “So, what do you want to do now?”