Suddenly a thought struck him and he froze for a second with his fork half way to his mouth. Then he shook his head and laughed to himself. No, a nice...day dream, but ... Still, the more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed. The girls had no idea what the frat men looked like. He did know how the men would be dressed. Could Michael and his two house mates pull it off? Then the thought came that if he did, they might be in real trouble. Legal trouble. But as he considered this a. The pulley squeaked as it turned, and while the woman fought madly to elude the threatening phallus below her, she could not. The object’s tip slid easily between the puffy lips of her pussy. Her thighs quivered and her legs strained against the ropes that held them open. No matter how she fought, she had no hope of bringing her feet together.?OH GOD PLEASE DON’T DO THIS,? she shrieked, sliding down the pole. Two inches, three inches, the phallus grew wider, driving deeper and stretching her. A little later I was into the unintentional recording of our love making and her orgasm.Late that evening I got another call from Jennifer, they had arrived home safely and she would see me tomorrow, but was too tired now and it was too late to come over according to her mother. We talked for a bit then she rang off.I decided to run a few tests before I went up to bed. I selected an early data point, and setting the program for minimum output, and short duration. I wasn't worried about. “See how tight she is? I can't even get a strawberry inside her. Let me see if I can open her up a little bit. Are you gripping this young little hole closed my dear? How is it even possible for you to have a pussy so tight?” I tried to relax as she pressed another strawberry against my thick pink-brown labia and more red sticky sweet juice dripped down, this time a little on my chin. I licked out and tasted it. It was sweet and filled my body with warm desire. The blood was rushing to my head.