Acting quickly before her roommate could see you, Jodie plucked you up from the bed and dropped you down the back of her panties. It wasn't the first time she'd done such a thing, and you were fairly certain this wouldn't be the last time either.
"Jesus Claire, you look like shit. What happened?" Jodie asked the pained brunette. A quick whiff of the girl answered her own question however as her roommate practically reeked of cheap booze.
"I had just a little too much to drink last night." Claire confirmed while cradling her throbbing skull. The Zeta House threw one hell of a party last night and she'd gotten absolutely wasted. She couldn't even remember anything except aside from walking in.
"No wonder you stink." Your girlfriend commented. As this was going on you were pressed into the middle of Jodie's crack by her panties. It was hard to make out what was being said but you were pretty sure the conversation didn't revolve around you.
Still, it was surprising to see Claire walk in since she was usually never around. That was one of the main reasons you'd spent the night in Jodie's dorm in the first place. "I guess this means we'll have to be extra careful going forward."
Oh well, in the meantime you might as well enjoy the soft and round globes that made up your girlfriend's sweet ass. Without thinking you began to rub yourself against her flesh and even plant small kiss along the crack where you pressed against.
Jodie must've felt and liked what you were doing because she began to shift and so too did you. Hopefully you didn't stimulate her too much to the point where Claire noticed something was off. The last thing you wanted was to get your girlfriend in trouble.
"Think I'm going to hit the shower and then crash here for a bit." Claire grumbled before moving to her side of the dorm and grabbing a change of clothes from her dresser. Jodie just stood there watching her as she disappeared into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
"I hope she doesn't use my shampoo." Jodie whispered before remembering you and where she'd chosen to stash you before her roommate decided to grace her with her presence. "Now, where were we little guy?"
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