Her pussy was covered with a small patch of thin blond hair. She had beautiful pink pussy lips that seemed to gulp up the long dick sliding in and out...I was doing my own fucking, pumping with a deliberate rhythm trying to hold off an inevitable climax, much sooner than I wanted. I looked down at my own cock pumping in and out of Cass’s hairless pussy. I was pulling it back as far as I could without popping out and thrusting it back down to the hilt with each thrust. I was trying to use the same. She could not believe she was starting to think it as much as her body wanted it. So here mind was falling in track with her body now and she didn’t even know it. She really was at war with herself. Then when she blinked once she heard what he was about to do. No was going through her mind. I don’t want him to know I’m making milk. So she started blinking twice. Then when she heard him say no it was too late she started crying. The entire time she was still cumming, every time the dog. "I'll be honest, we were having a slight problem selling this place. Not a lot of people have wanted to live this close to the university. It can get a little loud on the campus at times with the freshman dorm across the street." The front door closes.Blaine directs the placement of his furniture in his new studio apartment that is on a street that serves as a boundary for 'town and gown' in this city. Directly across from the freshman dormitory. The dorm is limited to girls in the freshman. And get your present for the night.” He started stroking himself as the girls stood there, figuring out what he was suggesting.Sheila and Rhonda put their knees on the couch and bent over. They looked at each other and giggled.“I guess we’re getting the full treatment,” Sheila whispered as she felt Oscar’s cock against her.Nodding, Rhonda smiled. She felt Oscar’s fingers now at her pussy. "You are right; he IS good.”Without another word, Oscar gripped Sheila’s hip with his left hand and plunged.