Mary loved holding in her farts until the very last moment. It was something of a game to her; how long could she hold it in?Mary walked around campus...and contemplated timing how long she could hold in the gas, until she felt the internal rumblings of her intestines. She groaned and rubbed her abdomen, sometimes the grumbling cramped her insides. Mary continued walking until her stomach emitted another large rumble. This one cramped her insides enough that she had to stop and take a deep. “How’s that sound, girlycunt? You want me to teach you what we do to nigger lovers aroundhere?” tams burst out crying, the five laughed in response. The fatscary guy cupped tams tiny, egg-sized tits in his callused hands andrubbed, tweaked and squeezed them. She cried even harder and Irubbed her shoulder, her tears making me so fucking wet I couldn’tbelieve it. By the end of the night, she was going to get fucked hardby all these scary freaks, and the thought. I had eaten my dinner and was about to sleep when I heard a knock on my door. I opened it and found Elli outside. I welcomed her and she sat on the bed. We casually talked about my home and career plans and all, just normal talks. Then she switched on the TV.To my bad luck, there was a kissing scene on the TV and it was damn intense. I changed the channel as it may feel awkward. It was around 11 pm in the night. My phone beeped. I checked my phone and it was a promotional email. I was keeping. Finally, she pulled me against her pussy while I continued to lick and finger her, convulsing slightly as she came.She let out a sigh and relaxed against the table while I stood up and started to open my jeans. While I pushed my jeans and underwear down far enough to release my rigid tool, she hopped up onto the table, positioned herself at the edge and leaned back. Grabbing her legs behind her knees, she pulled them up and apart and I stepped between them. I guided my cockhead between her.