She considered walking with him to his next class, but decided she should probably head to her dorm instead. She didn't want to chance running into Ne...l again.Other than her lingering thoughts of Seth, the next day was rather normal. Classes passed by and then she had to work. Mr. Finnegan was in a worse mood than ever and barked at everyone, whether there was anything wrong or not. She was determined not to let him get to her today. After her break, she was on her way back to the registers,. He disappeared into the bathroom, returning wearing, presumably, the same thong and trunk he’d worn last time.I could feel someone coming up behind me, much like Kim often did.“Goddess! We have three gorgeous guys wearing nearly nothing. All the ... women are exhibiting their bellies and various amounts of underboob. We’re wearing short skirts and are commando. It seems it would take very little spark to get a massive orgy going.”Lana finally turned from looking over the kitchen’s occupants to. I was grasping his cock (do I even need to describe its proportions?), stroking it, and squeezing it. Taking as much of the head into my mouth as I could as he was double penetrating, ass and cunt, with those huge fingers of one hand, the other hand groping my body, squeezing, scratching, groping. Then, suddenly, this hulking man turned me onto my back and in the most athletic of moves, lifted my thighs. In one smooth motion, he plowed his prize bull-sized cock so far into me that it felt like. I'd just completed my second impersonation of Dr. Fleischmann, the breast enlargement/reduction specialist. The first time had been in his office, with a prospective patient. This time, it was in Dr. Crumholtz's office with Miss Perfect Tits, Case number C-19871114-002, also known as Norma, Inga's best friend. By manipulating Dr. Crumholtz, Norma got precisely what she wanted - me. Okay, I'll admit it. I wasn't disappointed either. Getting my hands on her tits was a dream come true, and fucking.