It’s about fucking my sweet skinny senior on their farewell and getting caught and fucking another senior.My senior amrita( name changed) has a skin...y figure. She is hot as hell with small 32 c perky breasts and dark nipples. A small ass and unshaven pussy.She is the slut of the college. She was fucked by many. A few weeks back I got an email from a girl saying she liked my story submitted on iss. At first, I thought it was a fake. Then I replied any how. I soon started chatting with her. . Wet, loving, satiated by the whole experience her body gradually relaxing under my kisses into a post orgasmic repose. Nestling into each other's arms, we lay there quietly absorbing every emotion. Now, still looking into each other's eyes; her smile of satisfaction emanating across her face, I whispered, "Come to bed." Her touch beside me was wonderful; it was a touch of meaning, a touch of warmth and love as we cuddled close, her face close to my neck; her thigh between my legs. Another one strode through the door holding his gun down at his side. ‘Well…Well…Well…What do we have here?’ He was middle aged and on the heavy side. He strode into the room and holstered his gun as he looked at us. ‘We got a call saying they heard a woman’s screams and lots of things getting broken. It sounded like someone was getting killed in here.’ I swallowed hard as he stared at me and then his eyes moved down my body slowly. He licked his lips as if he was wondering what flavor of ice. “Oh, and did you have someone in mind?” I asked, standing up with my hands on my hips. “Maybe, but you have to come over here before I’ll tell you.” Chris said, laughing as I played right into his hands. I stomped around the bonfire to sit next to Chris. “Okay, I’m here. Now what?” Chris responded by leaning over and kissing me. As his tongue probed my mouth, my anger melted and my sexual hunger grew. As his hands pulled my tank top out of my shorts, my hands ran along his chiseled chest and.