I could hear Cheska rubbing off a lot in the dark of the night, and I’m pretty sure she could hear me too. It was just a fact of life when you shared a room with someone. I could hear her stealthily pulling down her shorts and panties, the rubbing sounds getting more and more slurpy as she got wetter and wetter. Usually she tried to stay quiet, but sometimes I’d hear a soft little moan as she rubbed herself closer and closer to ecstasy. Rhythmic squeaking sounds followed by a sudden louder squeak (often accompanied by a quiet gasp, same as me), then silence.
Often by this time I was soaking wet too just from listening to her, wet enough that when she went in the bathroom to wipe up and take a shower I couldn’t help slipping my own hand down my panties and teasing myself quickly and quietly till I hit my own burst of ecstasy. Then once my body was satisfied I’d drift off into a peaceful sleep, and so another night passed.
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