I quickly undressed, put lots of oil on my hands and proceeded to lube my cock and Baxter’s ass. When his rectum was suitably oiled, I got between h...is legs and started fucking him, slowly with long strokes. Carl came out of the shower and was flabbergasted, “What the fuck are you two doing?”I casually answered, “Isn’t that obvious?”He stood shell-shocked. Not believing what he was seeing.“Come here?” I asked.He came close to the bed. I lowered his pj’s and latched onto his cock. My lubed. Surrending to his fate, Walter at once made an appeal for lube. Crabbe had little patience for such things, but one of the boys eventually talked him round. The boy put Walter on all fours and generously lubed his asshole, squeezing his ass, jerking his dick, and fingering his butthole the entire time. Having just been saved from an unspeakable horror, Walter offered up no word of protest. A moment later, the large tip of Crabbe's cock pressed against his butthole. "Oh yeah! Fuck the slut!". He stood me up and lifted my pencil skirt up to my waist, slid my knickers to my ankles and told me to step out of them. His pushed my legs further apart and pushed his fingers deep into my pussy, pushing until he was deep in me, finger fucking me. He undid my blouse and slipped my nipples free from my bra (thank goodness I had gone for the slut look and not the Bridget Jones) and was grasping handfuls of my breast as I gasped with every push of his fingers.I could feel the pressure in my pussy. Looking around I didn't see thepanties. But I carried everything to the laundry and there I found themstuck down beside the washing machine.I was wondering what I should say, if I should just let it drop or what."Malissa? You better hurry or you'll be late." She reminded me. I lookedat the little black cat clock hanging on the wall its tail swinging backand forth to count the seconds. It had to be wrong, it couldn't havetaken me forty minutes to put on my makeup."Where's John?" I asked.