Weekend In An All Girls Dorm/Go

From Torg Adventure

You swing the door open, and let it close behind you. It's quite possible you just made a very big mistake. But you did come here to visit Ellen, and hopefully get laid by her, and not her evil R.A.. Leaning against the wall, you pull on your shoes, and slip your shirt over your head. Your cock is still hard as a rock from your post blackmail encounter with Cathy. As you walk down the hallway towards Ellen's room, you wonder if you could have fucked Cathy's brains out. You think probably could have. As you look at the room numbers posted on each door, you wonder how to explain the delay to Ellen, and then wonder if you'll end up in Ellen's bed tonight.

Gradually it dawns on you that you can't remember Ellen's room number. You think it's either 304 or 306, and there's an outside chance it might be 302. You're sure that her door was on the right side of the hall, that much you're sure of. You really don't want to knock at this point, as Ellen really doesn't want everyone in the dorm to know that you're spending the weekend with her. You look at the two doors considering, glancing at 302.

Down the hall, the door to Cathy's room swings open, and she leans out into the hall. She covered herself in a sheer white nightgown that falls to her ankles. It really doesn't cover her at all. The white material of the gown is transparent, and you can see the blonde's nipples poke at the sheer gown. Her eyes are full of desire, and she wantonly lets the gown fall open. She has a beautiful body. Your eyes travel over her body in seconds dwelling on the fair colored triangle of pubic hair between her legs. You don't move, and she retreats back into her room.

Your hand moves to your crotch, and you slide it up and down your jeans over your cock. You really need release. You wonder how Ellen will react to your obvious hard on. Or how Cathy might react.


Open 302, 304, 306 or maybe 303?

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