Somehow it ended up in my backpack. It wasn’t there so I could take it to biological chemistry class tomorrow and use it on Monet. I put it there so I could keep it safe, keep an eye on it. That was what I told myself at least. Hours later Avery came in to change for bed just as I had pulled the covers over me. I couldn’t sleep. I was tormented thinking about the cologne. While my thoughts spun out of control my body didn’t move. That meant my head and eyes were locked forward while my mind was elsewhere. They happened to be locked on Avery... as she changed. I didn’t do it in purpose and honestly I’d seen her change all the japanese stockings time and vice versa but this time I was staring directly at her not even trying to look at anything else. My brain didn’t even register what I was looking at, I asian was so wrapped up in my thoughts. “You alright?” Avery asked. She snapped me out of my trance. I suddenly realized how long I’d been staring at her and that she currently wasn’t wearing a shirt. Her Hairy belly and boobs were much whiter than the rest of her. I wasn’t sure how that was possible with Christmas around the corner and the sun hibernating but that’s what I saw. Avery was wearing a bright lime green sports bra that squished her tits to her chest making them appear smaller than they really were. She informed me that she used to take her bra off immediately after coming in for the night, now that she lives with me she keeps it on. I told her to do whatever she wants because we’re stuck together for the next semester too but she claimed, “we’re not there yet,” meaning she isn’t comfortable doing so around me right now. I don’t care what she does though I wish she’d stop blaming me for Hardcore it. I don’t check her out so it’s literally got nothing to do with me. “Yeah I’m ok. Sorry I was just lost in thought,” I sighed and turned away. “What gives? You never stare at me while I change. Are you horny or something?” Avery asked. She acted like it was a perfectly normal question. Completely causal. His aunts. “Look at me.” She said, taking my chin between her thumb and finger, her touch so gentle, but freezing me as though her strength was immeasurable. She gives me a conspiratorial wink and then brings it to her lips and slides it into her mouth. Stroking her friends nipples. Again it screamed. I could feel it itching on Hardcore the edge of my awareness. Unsurprisingly, nearly all of them did and Ethan told them asian to line up and when they got to the front of the queue they could Hairy land 2 swats on my butt then feel stockings it to see how hot it was. I was quite quiet for the rest of the evening; that was because I was thinking about the japanese consequences of what Tim had done to me and what some of my other colleagues had done to me. At one point I thought, Soon Sandy could feel his cock growing and knew it wouldn't be long till he spewed his seed down her throat. Her body tensed at first but relaxed as the massage started to caress every inch of her eagerly responding sex.