She was out of it, she didn't know who was fucking her, she was so far gone, her hips rose for Jack to push his cock in as far as it would go, she had...never had anything real this big up her and it was driving her wildly towards the orgasm she wanted.She screamed, cried and yelled all at once when she came but Jack just slowed down to a strong slow thrust, he grinned down at her as she calmed down and burst into tears."Please Jack stop you shouldn't have down that, this is incest, this is. "Oh, fuck you! Who died and made you Jesus, anyway? My pussy boi Joanna likes being a sissy, a pansy, a round-heeled slut boi. He enjoys it even more than I first thought. Just because you're a closet case doesn't mean that he has to be!" I confronted Monica directly now."Closet case? Me, no, I'm no dyke! I like men! I enjoy sex with men! There, I admitted what a slut I am, too. Happy! If you're going to throw stones, throw the right ones. I'm an adulteress, not a rug-munching lezzie!" Monica. She nodded shortly and the two of them turned, hand in hand, stepping lightly across the floor to leave me hanging alone again, sweating and leaking, my head spinning.I don’t know how many minutes later they returned, following meekly behind a woman who could only have been their mother. I’d never met Mrs. Brooke before and she wasn’t anything like I imagined. She was probably in her late 40s, with shockingly blonde hair, almost white, wavy and cut to just above her shoulders. Her eyes were an. “Shall we go up to your room?” “Oh shit, you got me so fucking wet” teased Alyssa as we climbed the stairs to her dorm. I turned around and winked at her. “Hot damn.”No sooner had the door to her dorm room shut than was she kissing me hard. Both her hands gripped my face as she held me against her in an aggressive embrace. I wrapped my arms around her and leaned back, lifting her off the ground. She squeaked in in surprise and gracefully wrapped her legs around me. Moving my hands under her.