Under the coat she is only wearing the cute little french cut panties she knows I like, a nice powder blue pair with a lace butterfly across her pussy...and a sheer ass. A light touch of make-up covers her pretty face, she looks to the ground as I walk around her. I reach out and pinch her nipples being brutal. I push my hand into her crotch and feel that she is again or still wet and a little swollen.“ Have you been playing with your pussy while you waited on me,” I ask her?Leah blushes, I have. But there was also another factor. Some of that superior cock’s cum was still in her, and was now acting as a lubricant.As she bounced up and down on me, I could feel this foreign seed leaking down on me. As much as I wanted to hate it, I didn’t. I was enjoying whatever this was. Who was I? Three weeks ago, I was a shy, virgin, pop-punk listening, introverted, chubby kid who lived by himself, and now I had what was most likely the most strikingly sexy girl at the university riding my cock with. He had built up a good speed and was going really deep. He would occasionally pull his cock all the way out of my mouth. It would fling upwards like a diving board, splashing spit and pre-cum over my face. He was so rock hard. Occasionally he would slap his cock on my face. I would grab it from him and spit on his cock to make it nice and slippery. He would regain control of his dick and aimed it downward and with another thrust, the Great Peter North’s Perfect Cock, he was balls deep into my. “My mother has come to terms with things now and just gets on the best she can, it took until just a few months ago for her but she copes quite well now, I was never really close to him anyway so it has not been so hard for me, now my mom works here the same as me and we get to spend a lot of time together and support each other” “well that’s something anyway jack” I said “but what do we do?” I asked again. “well those of us who live in this hall are but toys for the pleasure of others sexually.