When I got out, I looked for her but didn’t see her though saw another girl. She said, “Karen is gone already. She said you should go to your dorm...and shower.” She giggled. She added, “You don’t look too bad to me.” I smiled at her and left for my room.Paul was there. He said, “Well, let’s see. What does the well-dressed victim wear?”I said, “Blue blazer, tan slacks, light blue shirt, and a tie.” As I said it, I was laying it out on my bed along with fresh socks and dress loafers.He said,. Stephanie couldn’t identify it, but she felt it deep in her loins—a need as strong as hunger or thirst. She knew in that moment that she was not a little girl any longer.From this new perspective, that big hard cock looked absolutely magnificent.“Wow,” she said quietly.“Put you hand around it.”She did, and felt blood pulsing through the meaty shaft.“Now put your other hand around it.”There was plenty of cock for both hands.“Oh my god,” she said out loud.“Stroke it,” he ordered. “Stroke it nice. Now I feel like someone tore me apart.Me – If you are feeling such pain, then let us stop.Teacher – I said no. I will say when to stop but for now, give me some minutes.I waited for some minutes. The moment I saw moving her hips backward, I also tried to push further. And the further I went, the more I could feel my wife’s body start to adjust, and the most pleasure I felt. It had been only a matter of time before I went all the way in.My crotch was pressed against her toned rear end, and my. Fingers touched her sensitive clit through her shorts and Marcia moaned. She leaned back and noticed that it wasn’t Tracy behind her after all. Marcia put her hands behind her back and felt bare skin. She felt bare skin because Carrie was naked. Marcia felt Carrie’s hands as they played with the elastic of her shorts. Her stomach jumped at the touch of Carrie’s soft skin playing with her beltline. Carrie’s left hand reached and grabbed the elastic and her right hand traveled down into Marcia’s.