I started to shower, and again let my fingers stroke my cunt, rubbing my clit, sliding between the lips of my twat, pushing two fingers inside. My eye...s were closed and I was loving the sensation as I wanked myself. With one hand I was soaping my breasts, while the other hand was playing with my sex, I was now rubbing hard…….I needed to cum…..“Come on slow coach” I heard her shouting. “We don’t want to miss lunch”“Fuck” I said to myself, and with a wrench, I pulled my fingers away from my. While some may see what they did as artificial or unfeeling, they all thought it felt right and had been the right thing to do.Through all of this Alison managed to remain relaxed, as she maintained her link with them. Even though she wasn't actively involved, her inclusion in their group bond grew.Rusty stirred a bit then began to wake up. As soon as he looked around the others also began to wake. Each took an opportunity to touch then caress him as they woke up. Once awake they all headed for. And I wasn’t alone. He hands on my thighs began to get tighter as his thrusts became faster and his face more focused. I waited, hoping to time myself with him. Faster and faster he began to rock as my legs began to shake. And in one swift move forward, he stopped. And I let go. Pound and pound of pleasure washed over me as my muscles, both outside and in, tightened in ecstasy, nothing audible escaping my lips. Waves of pleasure so strong that I never felt his hands leave imprints in my sides. She said it was tradition.I got a ride with some of the other girls to the party. When we got to Josh's house it seemed like the party was well under way. Josh was Jewish and his parents where loaded. Josh's house was more like an estate. His father was a CEO of some large computer software company. His parents where divorced and his father traveled a lot. Josh basically lived in that giant house by himself with the maid and butler. He paid them off to keep quiet about the parties. Josh's house.