She was younger , sexier and hornier than anyone I've known. She was beautiful and professional, and a real slut in the bedroom. Nothing was off limit.... Our chemistry was 110% , as I was her male counterpart. She had an intereting habit, when she was really turned on -she'd get on top and spread me apart and dry hump me. I was so crazy about her I was totally into it. One Sunday morning, after breakfast we got home and as she talked with her mother on the phone I went down on her, first. A quick word and a handsome tip had their carriage brought around in record time. ‘My cloak!’ Joan cried. ‘Forget it,’ Marcus said, vaulting himself up onto the seat beside her. ‘I’ll send someone around for it tomorrow.’ Any objection she may have had died on her lips as Marcus claimed her mouth, his tongue sweeping inside demanding she meet him in another kind of dance. Breaking free on a gasp, she surrendered as he buried his fists in her hair, pins pinging as they scattered across the floor. I arch my back in pleasure as you gently enter 2fingers in my anus you spit violently onto it dripping your saliva down my hole awh I like ass I say lm a naughty sexy girl. Then I go back down on you circular stroking your anus with my tongue by now you've stretched me open with your hand an I'm ready an then you rip my shirt straight down fucking my tities with your hands an mouth biting on them gently while your workin your hand on my clit I want your fist, finger fucking me till I squirt in. As I got real close I could see a jet black pony tail just poking out around the corner of the block. I slowed right down and heard voices. One was a boy’s voice I didn’t recognise- presumably from the other uni. The other was undoubtedly Sarah. They were kissing, loud wet sloppy kisses, and between kisses they were talking quietly. The boy was asking who I was! “Just a fresher” said Sarah, “don’t worry about him, he’ll keep for another day”. My tummy twisted and I felt sick. I couldn’t.