She’s a short, slim, sporty brunette from England, and she’s referring to an initiation in which they took all the pledges, stripped them naked, t...en bent them over and lubed them up before penetrating them anally with dildoes. The first girls to make a sound were disqualified, and the remaining five were allowed to join.“That was cruel,” Duni chides her. Duni is much taller, visibly very fit, and also obviously from Africa—but she speaks like she was born in England, which she was. Duni is. It didn’t take me long to work her out of her skirt and panties and for her to wiggle me out of my pants. Grasping my thick, hard cock in her sweet, loving hands, she caressed me tenderly while her tongue did wicked things down my throat. Pulling back, she positioned herself to bend and capture my cock in her mouth, wringing a tortured moan from my chest. ‘Oooh, yeah, you’re so good at that,’ I told her softly, leaning back and enjoying the sensations. She lured me to the brink and then pulled. Smiling, he introduced himself as he caught her pretty, yet timid eyes. He began to stick out his hand to shake hers, but caught himself short of the awkward moment. She exhaled with a quick smirk, noticing his uncomfortable movement. Quickly brushing the hair from her face, she stared into his eyes and smiled, ‘I’m Rayne.’ *** Will found himself… what? Nervous? Nervous for what? A homework session with Rayne? He quickly contemplated this as he fixed his short brown hair, staring at himself in. ‘Steve, you’ve already earned it, many times over,’ replied President Hanson. ‘You’ve made me look good on several occasions and now those chickens have come home to roost. You and Gwen will play a very big role in the future of this country. I’m sure of that, and I’m equally certain that this nation will be the better for it.’ About the same time as Steve was speaking with President Hanson and Senator Chatham, Charlotte answered their house phone at Stanford. She quickly called to Gwen. ‘It’s.