Not as a horny college student. Not even as a horny member of the literary industry.I ran to my room and began to write. Two hours later, I reread the...twenty six pages I had written. It was good. I went and knocked on the bathroom door. No reply. I listened, and heard a light whimper. I didn’t know what to do; I had nothing prepared to say for this situation. I went back to my room. Two hours later. She walked into my room, long legs reflecting moonlight and the belt of her robe trailing. "You would too, I believe. It is a natural human instinct. We both would have pleasure. A win-win situation." Bye," she said, walking a little faster.He matched her pace and raised it a bit. Selfishness. Sometimes selfishness was good. He put a hand on her pack, and she slowed."Let me go!" she said with some heat."I don't want to let you go. I want to have sex with you. I realize you are reluctant. But I figure we could talk this out. Think about the cost-benefit analysis." I'll scream," she. He ran his hand up and down the curve of my waist in a teasing manner, stopping right on top of my ass. Damn, I want this to happen. I want him the way he wants me. It was perfect. He eventually eased his hands slowly to my ass cheeks; squeezing and caressing them while running his tongue against my tongue. Our lips were making beautiful noises. We continued until his hands reached under my camisole, to my bra and then grabbed my tits—groping and making circular motions around my nipples.“Mmmm,. My dick stirred even more.“Let’s see how quickly we can get you fully hard again” she said.“Yes,” piped up dad again. “I would really like to see you fucking your mom Rasheed, especially in the doggy position from behind. You’ll like that, as you’ll be able to see her wonderful ass cheeks as you enter her and get to feel them and give them a good slap. Would you like that?”“Yea sure dad” I replied, getting really turned on by this talk now, “There’s nothing I’d like to do better.”“Fucking your.