I couldnt see ted so i got myself a drink and sat down.every minute seemed like ten as i waited,then my mobile went and it was ted,he was running late...and could i meet him at his place,and there was an address, with some directions.i left my drink ,eager to get to teds place.about ten minutes later i was standing out side this rundown flat. my throught was dry when i knocked on th door,then afterc a few seconds it opened to reveal an elderly gent about 60.suprised i appologised and said i must. "Ah! Help! Save me! The Paint Monster will eat me!"Bob whispered in my ear, "No it won't, that's my job." Oh, my gushing pussy.ANAThe paint can hit the wall and rolled back towards them. Bob orated, "We can conquer the Paint Monster!" Don and I were both laughing.Bob put his foot out and stopped the paint can. He told Natalie, "Put your foot on it!" She did and they both pushed it away. Bob announced proudly, "The Paint Monster has been de-FEETed." Ugh, rotten pun. My stomach was really. I closed my eyes as I felt her finger push past my ring and further in. Then she was fucking me and I heard myself moaning in response.Linda leaned in and kissed the back of my neck, then worked her way down my back and planted kisses all over my ass. Her finger continued working in and out of my hole until I suddenly climaxed. I was quite surprised as I had really not felt it coming. I heard Linda laugh. She pulled her finger out, and I felt more warm liquid. I felt something hard push. "You fucking pyscho, you came to our apartment too. I'm calling campussecurity." No wait," I said, putting my hand on the door preventing it fromclosing. "I am Nicole and I can prove it."Stalker!" she yelled at me. She was trying to close it, but apparentlyI was strong enough to keep the door ajar."No no," I said. "This is our first year as roommates. We've known eachother since freshman year orientation. We both rushed a sororitytogether but we quit before we got in. You hate pineapple..