I don’t know if it’s weed or you but I’m really fucking horny.” Kendrick leaned in and kissed me. I pulled back. What the fuck am I doing. ... I’ve got to get out of here. This guy wants to have sex with me.Kendrick leaned in and kissed me again. He slid his hand up the side of my neck and held my head in place.I felt Kendrick’s tongue slip into my mouth and we started kissing deeply. Kendrick stopped and took the joint from Shane and took a hit. While Kendrick was smoking Shane leaned in. A basement? no. there is something clean about the smell. It's somewhere old, I smell old polished wood, and stone...a church? perhaps.There is a soft droning sound. It's not unpleasant or pleasant. It just consumes the room. It's all I can hear. It's like...a pipe organ, playing notes that don't belong together. but it's not. Maybe it's wind, howling through an opening somewhere...but it's too constant, and unchanging. There are brief sensations of terror, but I don't know why,. Jodie’s tight ass in those blue jeans was a beautiful site. Leslie arrived home and went straight to her room. Jodie had gotten her very horny as she would everyday. Leslie quickly jumped on her bed. She slowly spreaded her legs. She began to caress her naked legs and thighs under her skirt. ‘Oh Jodie.’ she moaned. Then Leslie lied back. She slowly pulled her skirt up. Then Leslie pushed her hand on top of her panties over her pussy. She began to grind her hand against her pussy. ‘MMMMMMMM.’. To the left there was a long open urinal beyond which a dozen or so basins followed, and to the right, there were twelve individual toilet stalls. At the far end, an opening led to the shower area with eight equally spaced shower nozzles.No sooner had I placed my towel over the rail and moved under the last nozzle to my left, when I heard someone entering the block.After turning the water on, I observed one of the noisy threesome from earlier in the day joining me in the shower.“Hi, I’m.