Jack and Zach were laying on their beds watching a basketball game when someone knocked on the door connecting their room with Molly and Presley's. Ja...ck dragged himself off the bed, keeping an eye on the TV, and unlocked the door, pulling it open."Can I use your shower?" Presley asked with a sweet smile, still in her jeans and shirt from the car. "Molly is in ours and taking forever." She added and took a step into the guys' room, looking over at Zach too."I think so. We're watching a game. He grunted softly as he came, but otherwise remained totally quiet. After the grunts, he continued to thrust her head up and down his shaft for a few moments before pulling her back to arm’s length and letting her drop. She crumpled into a ball at his feet.The shaking of her body told me that the girl was sobbing deeply, but I heard nothing. The chains rattled as the man straightened them out and lifted slightly. The slave returned to a kneeling position facing outward toward the crowd. The. When the bell rang, Allen quickly stood up and began heading toward his next class, then paused as he waited for Tracey to pass by him. He was about to ask her if something was wrong, but she quickly averted her gaze and hurried to her next class. With a sigh, the boy headed to his own class. As he took his seat, his mind thought back to Tracey's teary eyes and wondered what could be so bad that would make her that upset. He was unable to get her off his mind for any length of time, and when. When I looked more closely, I experienced one of those rare frissons that run down your spine and then through your whole body, as I realized that the gusset was stained in one very distinct patch to one side. It wasn’t a pee-stain either; no argument about it, it was the remains of a cum-stain! So here I was, standing in the locked cubicle, leaking pre-cum like mad into my own damp Speedos, now barely containing my painfully trapped and engorged tool, and in my hands I had a pair of someone.