"You did also, and you're the one that was egging me on to do it! Wait, let's just calm down, It's going to be OK. We just have to wish ourselves back..." I preached about."Your right. On the count of three," she said."One... Two... Three." I wish I was you," she said."I wish I was you," I said.Nothing happened. I could se tears forming in Taysha's eyes. I would cry to, but I have to stay strong for her. "It's going to be OK, I'll figure out something." NO, It's NOT going to be OK!! I'm stuck in. ..then the fun began. While Bob and I wished we were the only guys there, we weren't. This was a preppy school and the guys I think were either too much into education or just not as horny as Bob and I. Bob started talking with a blonde friend of Lori's and I just hung out on the couch chatting with a petite, short haired, big busted brunette who was a poly psych major. She was pretty out there. I was more interested in her huge tits than her mind....hey, I was 20 years old! So as we talked, I. “I can purchase the same for a small consideration.“Just a smock, barefoot, otherwise naked, and send her on your donkey, and not sidesaddle.” I insisted, “Good day.”I left the house with a flourish. Prime ripe cunt awaited me, then on an impulse I retraced my tracks. And just in time, the Reverend was about to sample her himself.The poor girl had her legs wide with the Reverend before her, his robes raised and his member rigid and resembling that of a donkey ready to ruin her for ever.“On. Just minutes later - I guess that’s all it takes when you have a dick like Bob’s - Jen was overcome with pleasure as an orgasm washed over her. It was the first time that she seemed to be aware of me being in the room and held back from crying out. “Let me taste your cum.” Bob said to Jen. This was the first truly raunchy thing either of them had said. She lifted off him and Bob’s dick slapped against his stomach with a wet thud. Turning around, Jen sat on the arm of the couch, facing Bob, and.