Back at the apartment, Dennis hung around for about five minutes and then split. Naturally, he was heading right back to Mayra's place; they had some ...pecial plans of their own.I went into my room and closed the door. I brought out my journal. After sitting there, completely zoned out, for a few minutes, I put the journal away. This was no time for writing. This was a time for soul-searching. And I started throwing out question after question.Exactly what had just happened? And going forward,. I was invited in via the back door and sat on my usual perch on a step stool near her telephone on the kitchen counter. Old dial phone with a cord, remember those? She was dressed in a knee-length house coat or duster as she called it. I could only guess what was underneath for clothes...maybe nothing! She smiled at me and walked around to my side, put her arm around me and kissed me several times. I responded by wrapping my right arm around her waist and holding her close. I let my. All it wanted to do was pound that pussy and spew his load. I increased my pace. One part of me wanted to stop, but the greater part of me was bucking so hard I blew my load, and what a load jism just can out, heavy ropes of come, shot after shot after shot. Sandie was bucking and screaming at the same time, hell I thought she is going to wake the whole house. She was coming like a train, flooding herself, me and the bed. We were both spent.I could not move, but I knew that I had to; I started. Stopping at Nancy’s cot, the Dorm Mistress looked at Nancy and recognised a spirit inside, although abused over the last 5 years, Nancy had spirit as did her friend and the Dorm Mistress liked that even though she knew it would one day need to be stopped. Get up the Dorm Mistress said, pointing at the two of them. Watching them get out of the cots the Mistress looked them up and down, the heavy tits on Mary’s still full of milk were attractive to the dorm Mistress. Come with me, barked the.