Who did they think they were asking? Of course, I liked being Spit Roasted!Right there, in the elevator, they had a scissors/paper/rock to decide who ...got first go on my arse. It felt like my arse was being auctioned off.Imagine if you were in an elevator with three guys, all shirtless, towels not really hiding their bulging crotches, listening to them decide who got to fuck my arse first.We didn’t make it all the way into my unit when our speedos were being removed. I personally prefer to keep. Soon the camera lense was refocusing again, this time on images of nude women that could be seen on my computer screen. "Now what were you doing, Jack" Jim asked in a mocking tone as the video clearly showed me rubbing a visible lump in the front of my slacks as my computer screen flipped from image to image. Just as I was hoping it wouldn't, the camera focused even tighter on my computer screen and it was clear that I was on tape looking at child porn on the company computer."Shit!" I. .thanks for telling us”, Will said, looking at the ground as he and Pierce stood solemnly by the doors.“Don’t thank me, Will. Be safe, and be careful. And remember, I’ll be perfectly safe, so don’t worry about me”, Amy responded calmly closing her eyes and bowing her head.The guard opened the back door of the patrol car parked in the circle drive. He let Amy sit in the rear of the car and closed the door. Waving at the officer in the car, he walked back to the school.As Amy sat in the back she. His hands were caressing my back. They were slowly moving down. He raised my skirt and started rubbing my butt over the panty. “Umm, I love you,” I whispered while kissing. He pushed his finger between the butt cheeks and started fingering me.He was moving his index finger over my clit and then used his middle finger too. “Ahh Joel, I love it. My pussy’s so warm. You make me wet.” Joel was rubbing me so well, and my panty was getting wet. We stopped kissing and were looking into each other’s.