I pressed my dick on her pussy and it slid inside her. The feeling was very soft and warm on my dick. With the second stroke, my entire dick was insid... her and we were enjoying in the missionary position. I was ramming her pussy like there was no tomorrow.I could only hear her shouting, “Yesss.. Fuck me.. I am your bitch.. Yessss.. Please fuck me harder. It feels so good.. Yessss.. You are too good.. Nikhil, fuck me every day like this.. I am all yours.. Fuck me harder..” These words were. Previously, this was a fate to be endured. Now, the thought of being made love to by this rough monster already had made her wet. Being made love to? No — she was going to be fucked! Alone in the dressing room, she wondered how far to go with her clothes. She had heard of parties, orgies, in England where the participants wore very little as they drank and ate. She had heard about brothels where nude dining was the vogue. There was no doubt Strand really meant what he’d said! His eyes and. That’s what I learned when I got to college and picked up the sport. I’m used to being the only fag on the team, so I’ve grown immune to the attractiveness of other players (though, my general type/scene is athlete/jock). Sometimes, my club will host a scrimmage against the grad schools or the older guys and afterwards, in the great tradition of rugby, we head to the bar and get stupid drunk and sing to our heart’s delight. It was just another drink-up after a scrimmage. At 6’3”, he towered. I couldn’t help but swallow some of it. When he was done he moved away so Gary could pee on me too.When Gary was done he put his dirty cock into my mouth, he was getting hard again. He had my hair in his hands holding me in place as he fucked my mouth.Dad left the bathroom, but came back a couple minutes later holding their clothes. After Gary came down my throat he pulled out and they got dressed. I sat down in the tub and I pushed my knees up to my breasts and I put my face into my knees. I.