It was described as "Older man gets coerced into putting on a party for a sorority and ends up doing things he never dreamt of." He scanned the story...and realized that some of the names were different and some of the high-level details were changed, but everything else was there.He read the story partly through and almost lost his lunch at the descriptions of what the main character had gone through. In many ways, it came across as much more brutal than what he remembered. The cruelty was more. My middle finger pushed her soaked pantie deeper into her cunt, and she squealed. I poked my index finger in there as well, and curled both fingers inside her cunt, which tightened a tad to meet my advance. Pooja moaned and kissed my lips ferociously, as though she couldn’t wait to eat me up. Savannah increased the pressure with which she was rubbing my cock, and I remembered right then that my attention should be on her, since I had promised her all the primary action. I disengaged myself from. My pussy responding to the site of her about to give my boyfriend head. I got wetter thinking about how he believed this was a random woman sucking his cock. She put his cock deep in her mouth and began to move it back and forth. His hand lay gently on her bright red hair. My hand found my hardened clit, while my other hand found my hardened nipples and began pinching. My eyes closed as I began to flick my clit faster and harder. I thought of Sylvia’s conversation with me two months prior,. ” I answered, not knowing why I told the truth.“Is that short for Samantha or Samuel?” He joked while pinching my ass. “Mohamed.” He said as he pointed to himself.Soon we arrived at his home, a terraced maisonette not too far from where he forced me to suck him off. He led me inside and put his hand around my waist, gently shoving me past his tiny living room into his bedroom, where I could see the door to an en-suite toilet.“You can wash up in there,” he said pointing to the bathroom door..