“OH FUCKKKKK!” I moaned loud enough for the whole house to hear.“Beg for more cock…” I heard Kait whisper loud enough for me to hear. “Beg...for them to pound you so hard.”As our eyes met, I knew she meant it. She was getting off on seeing me get used like a cum dumpster. So I did the only thing I could think of. I did what she asked.“PLEASE, FUCK ME! USE ME! PLEASE MAKE ME A CUM DUMPSTER! PLEASE! PLEASE! FUCK! MY! HOLESSSS!!!” I shouted, loud enough for the entire campus, this time.The entire. Well, what was I going to do? Turning gracefully in my Capezzio loafers, with my hair swinging freely exposing my small drop pearl dangle earrings, I walked toward the woman with my usual girlish gait. She looked at me very appraisingly but said nothing except to tell me what she wanted and I fitted her with her aerobic shoes and she left. In light of Grant's error, I let it rip and related to her woman to woman. After all, there she was, confronted with the arched eyebrows, earrings, hair,. I NEVER allowed her to wipe my cum off her face or tits before we went out together for a meal or whatever and sometimes I would not even allow her to have a wash, either in the shower or a bath or even at the sink so, by the end of the week or however long she hadn't washed for, both her pussy & arse would be really smelly, lovely...We also tried butt plugs for her to use and she absolutely loved having these up her arse, the biggest we ever tried was 1 foot long and 6 inches around at it's. "I've been wandering for hours."She literally fell into the man's arms as she pretended to swoon, andafter turning to grin wolfishly at his comrades he placed a hand on herright breast and squeezed as he laughed. Ali pressed her body close tohim and then brought her right knee up, under his mail shirt. He woremail chausses as well, but as with most such protection they were openat the crotch and his privates were covered only by linen breeches.Ali's strike was well aimed, her knee driving up.