Dobbin turned to check his watch – two hours to midnight!A nineteen year old in his first year of college, Dobbin loved the library in its pomp – ...ooks aplenty, silence aplenty. This was his hideout – from work, from people. He didn’t possess many friends yet, and the select few were away celebrating. He didn’t mind. Dobbin had plans for quieter celebrations. And so, here he was, all set to weave a story out of the frightening yet fantastic dream from half an hour back.“Shit!” In his hurry, he. “Oh God,” he whispers, barely audible. Kat comes back and you pass Richard over to her expert mouth. You lick at his balls, making them wet, sucking gently. You stroke your fingers along them, the barest of caresses; then, as Kat moves back, you capture his cock again.After awhile you realize you're no longer thinking about sucking Richard's dick - you're just doing it. Something - call it instinct for lack of a better term - is guiding your actions, and based on Richard's reactions, guiding. James looked, they had tufts of pubic hair and their cocks were pretty well developed. “Hey why aren’t you negroes working!” Jessica shouted.James agreed, “You boys, why aren’t you working?” he asked. “We ain’t no slaves,” the older one insisted, “We’re just kids.”“They ain’t no kids,” Jessica tittered, “That one’s hung like a donkey!”“Jessica, please!" James snapped outraged, “Have some decorum, Jessica,” James said quietly, “Let them decide when they’re men.”“Like when they start fucksing?”. Claire looked absolutely stunning and Haley just wanted to tear her clothes off and suck on those nipples. Claire murmured softly ‘Oh, I can’t find the tv remote. Where did we put it…?’. She bent over and looked in one of the cupboards, her tight red dress showing off her round a ass. Haley’s jaw dropped and she almost started masturbating right there before she remembered Phil. ‘Found it’, Claire said. As she walked to the couch Phil was sitting on, she glanced at Haley and licked her lips..