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My bucket was right outside of it, and the sight underneath the stall wall was…crowded. Indian porn Casey had partied way too hard. I fingered her asshole, cleaning her colon with one finger, then two. “Sorry,” Sophie said, “I can’t stand puke.” Sophie left without another word. After a moment, I figured she’d done all she could to clean me up, so I let her drop back to the floor, and I waddled out of the stall with my pants at my ankles. The dress stayed around her lower back, but drooped further up. I could grip a whole tit in my hand, with the nipple rubbing my palm. They were the same seven computer geeks that stayed up each night to fight with each other and squabble over odd words like “power-ups” and “night elves” and every once in a while “command squadron.”
But what the hell were they doing naked, and standing away from their computers?