Maybe it was a combination of a wild party atmosphere, booze and of course Harry. It did not matter any way. What was done was done, and the girl was ...ot getting another chance. Later, after all the drunken bodies had been kicked out gently back to wherever they had come from, Helen could finally have the shower she desperately needed as Harry cleared the mess around the apartment. She was unaware that the student was still there until she burst into the bathroom, fully clothed, her brown hair. She squirmed underneath him, grinding against his belly and tightening her muscles around the big knot that locked them together, squeezing as if she meant to hold him inside her forever.Jenny Knox loved Wednesdays.The day had begun more sedately. By the time the first bell rang, Jenny had been up for hours. Her mornings were full, but she rose early to make sure they weren’t rushed. She always took ten minutes to simply sit at the kitchen window, watch the morning sky, and bathe in the quiet. We looked at each other for a moment. Then she finished her glass in one sip smiled at me and said, “Let’s do it. Just make sure it’s worth remembering.”That one sentence was the last push that I needed. I moved beside her and started kissing her lips hard. She was turned on too and replied with equal force. I moved my one arm behind her shoulder and grabbed her boob. My hard grip on her soft boobs made her moan with pain but she kept kissing me.I slipped my other hand inside her pants. There. The one who was fucking her came and was immediately replaced by another big cock. The second guy came in her mouth, the creamy evidence for the camera, then she swallowed and showed her empty mouth again.Within five minutes, the guy fucking her groaned as his cock filled her pussy. He pulled out, she smiled to the camera, her hand spreading the fresh load over her pussy and tits. She had a moment to recover then another guy took his turn with her.“What a slut!” Roger said.“Thank you, honey,.