In this case, it turned out that Mercy was a lot more violent than Caleb because she dug her long nails into his backside and scratched his back like ... frenzied tigress when he delivered the goods to her private feminine core. She purred like a tiger just as well and clung to him like a vine when he made a move to let her go on with her devices without him to slow her down.“Please don’t leave yet, Caleb. I promise to make you feel real good again. There are some things I can show you that I bet. "Fucking take Daddy's big cock." He held me down rougher and I began squirming around. Spit was dripping down his shaft and on to his balls that I was still massaging with one hand. He released me and I brought my head up, gagging, a string of spit hanging from my mouth to his cock. I re-positioned myself and began tonguing his balls, my spit still all over them from deep throating. I stroked his cock up and down with one hand and began sucking each ball in and out of my eager mouth. He tensed. I am however very good at convincing others to help me out, and afterwards I’ll help them out with a few things. Now I said I was in my last year of college, that’s only because I have an extra class I'm taking. The professor I have for this class isn’t much older then I am, 26 maybe 27, but the body she has, holy shit. Long blonde hair, breasts that fit perfectly in your hand and legs that went on forever, and to help with her looks she wore a tight shirt that hugged her breasts nicely and a. But he did say something interesting, “There is another guy here who is interested in a 3-way. He is the good-looking younger guy in the red shirt who came in just before you.” I was up for this, so to speak, so we buttoned up and left my booth in search of this third party. He was just around the corner, and his unlocked door indicated he was interested in company. The three of us went back to my original booth and all pulled out our dicks.I immediately went down on Mr. Red Shirt’s five.