Sonya watched the entire display with an almost detached curiosity. She had had sex, but really with only one other person. As the seeming orgy got started she raised her polaroid up and snapped one or two shorts of the opening salvos. Abby wrapping her hand around Kates penis, Suzu and Amy, then Sonya seemed content to observe, with an occasional tilted head. Sonya stole a few more snap shots as the mass of flesh became a thrusting, maddened frenzy. Between Jenna and Kate and Abby, Amy and Suzu, it made for an almost maddening display of erotic hedonism. Sonya just silently leaned over the counter thinking and watching, by the time Kates rigid cock was lodged between Abby's breasts and feeding the eager Suzu, Sonya had unbuttoned  the fly button of her booty shorts. Instinctive reflex perhaps? She may have forgot she was physically in the same room and seen this almost as if she were looking through a scrap book, at a computer screen or something. When the cum went flying out unto Suzu's face, and Jenna howled her orgasm from thrusting her cock into Amy's backdoor, Sonya suddenly blinked awake and out of her trance.<br/><br/>She looked around and down, her vulva was in a peaked state of interest and she had unbuttoned the fly of the booty shorts. She looked down at her hand, still down there. She quickly and silently left the kitchen and headed down a hallway, like a silent stalking cat. She stole herself into an off bedroom, a simple enough king sized bed. She froze in place, silently shutting the door behind her. She then calmly stepped over to the bed, took a deep breath and just laid back and pleasured herself. Her hand moving down slowly, feeling herself over before going down to her labia and clit to explore herself. The zipper for her booty shorts came down and her hand went beneath them and the cotton white polka dot panties. Their lace strained against her hand as she rubbed herself intently. She rolled unto her belly, her ass out in the air and her other arm wrapping around a pillow as she pleasured herself. She was however almost silent, a few noises, escaping into the quiet room. However just the sound of herself and the chorus of a young woman masturbating.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>