A hard copy invite? And they’re gonna have PCs? PCs? Nobody uses them anymore.‘Probably bogus. Maybe some sort of scam. I’m not even gonna ReSVu....’The nearby trash basket was half full with various colored sheets advertising events on campus. Chris tossed the invitation and envelope on top of them and went back to the dorm.Seventeen days later, Chris’ mobile device beeped. That event alone was unusual enough. Chris never got a comm call. A 15 year-old in the freshman year at M.I.T. just did not. These girls were already hot and my tool started growing its size she could feel that inside water. That third girl also joined us and we started a short foreplay. We thought this is not the right place to proceed further and we decided to go back and get dressed. When we reached that bush to get us dressed I took my pant and shirt started wearing. Then I heard some sound as if they are searching something. One of the girls came outside the bush and told me that Sunithas bra is missing.I smiled. With neatly combed back grey hair, and piercing eyes of matching color, the stern-faced man gives off an aura of severity. His dull white robes flutter in a light wind, revealing the layers of cloth covering his form underneath, all one shade of grey or another.Standing just ten feet in front of him, partially obscured by the dense foliage, is a massive wolf. Its dark, ashen fur blends into the darkness around it, leaving just the sharp glint of its blood red eyes and its large head to mark its. But he would not be denied.Wordlessly, he advanced on me, and his pelvis was against mine at the bathroom counter. His hands started to reach for my skirt, to lift the front, while his hips started to rock forward, bumping against mine. Had I been barefoot, his cock would have been punching me in the stomach. In my heels, we were pretty much pelvis to pelvis. I had to admit, I was needing it. His cock in me. But I had hoped to wait until after the party, when we could fuck with abandon. .