I freed myself from Thomas’ grasp, face red. “Great, thanks dude.” I mumbled as everyone went back to whatever they were doing. “You guys are still assfuck assholes.” “You mean fun.” Isaiah corrected me. “Hey Isaiah, how does Nicole’s pussy feel?” I boldly asked him. “Oh wait, I should ask someone who knows. Or better yet, why don’t I go muscle upstairs and find out for myself.” Kenny and Thomas burst out laughing. Kenny was practically squealing as he pointed frantically at me, laughing his guts out. Nicole stud stared at me for a few seconds, and amazingly, joined them in laughter. I hadn’t seen her laugh this hard in a long time, or ever. “Holy shit.” She remarked, massage wiping a tear from her eye. “Fucking anal owned by a freshman.” “Fuckin’ shit.” Isaiah complained. “You guys all suck.” With that, he walked away dejectedly, and Thomas followed. Kenny held his fist out to me, and I bumped it. “Enjoy, man.” He told me. “You fucking earned it.” He turned to Nicole. She hefted her tits, shaking them, the rings twisting and shifting. Please, can you pass me massage the keys?" asked Max as his face blushed red. I showed him where things were, just as he’d shown me where anal things were in my place. Brushing his hair back he slipped on the helmet. "What if we just gave them a tip. Damn, to bad I couldn’t assfuck see what they were doing. “Just having fun.” But more importantly, she looked me in the eye with a questioning look. They wheeled her in and lifted her off the gurney and positioned stud her on the large cold muscle steel autopsy table in the center of the room and placed her head into the neck block. So costumes on and into the pool. Aurora mewled and nodded her head, still trembling through her pleasure.