Of course rumors were rampart around the campus that there was good reason why Sandy never kept a boyfriend for longer than a month. She always seemed...to have another one waiting in the wings. If the rumors and her quick change boyfriends bothered her, Sandy gave no indication that this bothered her. Like I said- a free spirit. “What the hell did you do that for?” I demanded in my sternest head cheerleader tone. She had me at a decided disadvantage and she was standing between me and the drying. Not when he was as lonely or lonelier than I was. “Why me?” I asked, thoroughly confused. “You’re lonely. You’re smart, but you don’t think so. You’re sweet and caring and oh so beautiful.” He trailed a finger up my bare arm to my covered shoulder. His touch felt almost like a cat tongue, soft but rough. I shivered and blushed. Not sure how to react, I reached out and caressed the side of his face. He sighed, his eyes closing. “So long,” he whispered. “It’s been so long since anyone has. "Nooooooo, please ... noooo," I moaned, but was treated to a slap or a faceful of spit and lots of abuse, and all this just seemed to make my cock grow harder. "You like being assfucked by a freak like me, don't you?" she said whilst not missing a beat and she reached down and began to massage my cock. "What a little cock," she remarked about my seven-incher as she stroked it. This was crazy. Here I was being assfucked against my will and instead of fighting, I was enjoying it.As Julia quicked. He grabbed her hand and guided it towards his pulsating cock.Marissa gasped. "Ooh my!" She blushed."Are you ready for it Marissa?" Dylan asked sounding so anxious.Marissa felt scared. It would be her first time and she didn't quite feel ready. Not tonight at least. "No not tonight Dylan. I've actually gotta go to bed soon."Dylan didn't listen he started to trail kisses down Marissa's chest and pulling her bra off. Marissa wanted to push him off her but still liked the way his fingers felt.