By a combination of using my arms and them using theirs and flexing their hips, they began both driving their cocks into my holes. This was a complet...ly different experience because both were equally active in fucking, driving their cocks forcefully into me.My head fell back, my long hair cascading down my back and bouncing as I was handled like some large rag doll. They alternated kissing or more accurately devouring my mouth with their lips and tongues. I groaned and gasped into their. I showed him my identification and he looked back and forth at the id and smiled at me and waved me in. Slipping my identification back into my purse, I moved inside the club and headed inside.As I entered, I noticed that there were not as many people inside the club as the last time I was here. Sure there were lots of men dressed in drag, a few CIS women (at least, I think they were CIS women) dressed in male attire and chatting away.Venturing further inside, I also noticed a few people. The first time his cock entered my throat, I thought I was going to die, but I didn’t. At the end of my second week as a cocksucker, I successfully deep throated his monster cock.Day and night all I could think of was sucking cock and eating cum. In class, I did not hear the lectures, at night, I could not concentrate on my studies. Soon I was in academic trouble and was summoned to the school’s Procter’s office.The Proctor was Mr. Marvin, a middle-aged tall handsome man, with a scary. Making sure that I talked loud enough for the neighbor to hear, I told him I had so much cum in me it was probably going to take days for it all to run out. "Just so he knows you weren't wearing a rubber," I whispered to Derek. We kissed some more, then I thanked him loudly for the most wonderful night of sex I'd ever had but told him I had to get back to my husband. I was beginning to worry that he might not be handling this as well as I was. We went in and I got dressed, gave Derek a long.