College dorms are not private enough to enjoy such things, I was happy to be home.I had a sudden thought and walked over to my sister’s old dresser ...nd pulled the top right drawer out. She had moved out years ago but I knew that she had left some panties behind; I had worn them so many times I nearly wore them out. And sure enough, there were still there. All my old favorites were still there. My sister loved the hip hugger style and I did as well. I loved how my cock was long enough to stick. Bingo was pleased having me there and letting the guys see what a sexy woman he had, and he used to insist I wear 'pleasing' outfits on those nights.One Friday I got much higher than before and more than a little boozed. The guys were openly sexual in their comments and I was a bit turned on. Bingo told them how great my ass was and one of them asked me to flip up my mini skirt and show them. Quickly Bingo had jumped up, grabbed me, spun me around and lifted my skirt.The guys hooted and. After my humiliation at Roberta’s hands, the effect of my member on her young colleague was a balm to my ego. My mind reveled in images of testosterone coursing through my veins, charging to my cock with an overwhelming zeal for something like “victory.” To force my way all the way into this little slut felt like the singular purpose of my being.“Get it all the way in.”Roberta, as she had been in my office, seemed my partner in perversion. In her voice, I heard the same rampant need for. “Oh, papi, I’ve been so bad, make me pay for it.”“Why don’t you start by sucking this dick, baby.” Jake said swinging his big dick around. Ms. Santos got down on her knees and gently kissed the head before taking all of Jake’s cock into her mouth. She kept a steady pace of sucking his dick while slobbering on it constantly. “Oh yeah, Ms. Santos, suck it good.” Jake commanded with his hand on her head directing her. Her technique was pretty good, so much so that it was safe to assume that Jake.