It was way too big to fit into my mouth but I couldn't get enough of it. I ran my lips over ever square inch of that organ tongued his nuts. I could t...ste his man tasted and he was salty like a pretzel. Otis just stood there like an oak tree and looked down at me worshiping his cock. He was magnificent and we hadn't even exchanged a word, who needed words when there was something this magnificent available just for me. A fleeting though ran through my mind, I wondered if my pussy could. Her finger pistoned into her sopping cunt only five times before she came in a shattering explosion of intensity.Her knees buckled slightly, and she pushed her back into the door to support herself. After a moment, she straightened up and staggered weakly to the sink. She turned the water on and reached for the soap. She looked at the hand reaching for the soap, sticky and wet with her fluids. She shut off the water and pulled a paper towel off the roll, gently blotting her fingers, then. “You always plan on staying in motels?”Sam laughed. “No, I always plan on emergencies. I keep a complete set of emergency gear in there, along with a sleeping bag, heavy boots, and a snowsuit and coveralls. Just in case!” He lifted first one bag then another. “This one has a complete set of clothes; this one has my dry cleaning, which I picked up this morning.” He tossed them both in the back of Tina’s car, then held the door open for her. “Listen, let me pay you back for this by taking you to. It’s just easier to use his last name rather than go between his female and male name. I love him, her, just the same. He was dressed in an insane skirt and waving a whip around. Somehow, anytime I hang out with this group of guys, it ends up turning into a whipping party. We talked for a while, and it felt like a good connection. I started to mingle and speak to a few other people downstairs, getting introduced to quite a few upperclassmen and alumni. It was pretty sweet. I met up with Carla.