He looks at alarm clock. Only 3 AM. Another bad dream, like every night. Turning on the light, he examines the surroundings. The shitty apartment is s...ill the same: only 9m², a metallic bed with a hard uncomfortable mattress, some wood shelves and other arrangements, a real tiny kitchen area, paint past and scaled of the walls... there is even no bathroom and toilet (they are share with others apartments). At least, rent is cheap and university isn't far. Suddenly, he bursts in tears. After all. The noise thundered around us, reverberating back and forth inside. I shuddered, almost battered down by the sound. It was so much. So intense.But I was the world’s first futa. They would all love me. They would all savor witnessing my futa-cock having fun on the field.My dick ached and throbbed, my pussy clenching, as I headed out onto the field to our corner of it. Across it, the Oregon cheerleaders in their green and yellow were already shaking their stuff, getting their side excited.But. When he turned around to sit down again he did not dare to look at me. I however couldn't take my eyes of him. At some point he noticed my gaze and we locked eyes.His head was still fire red with embarrassment, but I assume mine must haven been just as bad. After what felt like an eternity he simply stated. “What are you waiting for? Now is your turn.” The words took some time to register but when they did I got up and started dancing. I felt just as stiff as Daniel had looked. At some point. I let out what felt like a silent moan as the back of my head hit my seat. I grabbed onto the arm rest so hard I felt that I was going to ripe it clear off the seat. Tommy smiled as he got pleasure from seeing me in this position. He knew I was aroused but he also knew I would not admit it to him that easily. He leaned towards me and said. “I wonder if you remember how I made you scream that night? Do you remember how you begged me to fuck you harder? How I fucked you for hours until.