She didn't hesitate, sliding the pen deep inside her ass, she started to quickly plunge it in and out. "Enough, this is not your time" I said. "push i... deep, right inside" Her fingers pushed the pen deep inside, suddenly it disappeared. I laughed, "hope you don't lose it". "Tell me about yourself" I asked. She looked at me with slight smile on her lips. I slapped her, 'don't ever smile at Me again unless I say that you can" I roared. "Im sorry" "Lets start again, tell Me your story? She took a. She pulled at the rubber band that held her hair in place and allowed her hair to fall gently across her shoulders. She dug into her scalp with her manicured nails and gently self-massaged her head.“The heat was getting to me,” she said.“Yeah,” I replied, “I could tell.”“Do you mind if I take off this shirt?” she asked. “I am burning up.”“Go for it,” I said.She pulled the sweat soaked white shirt over her head and held it in her lap. She had on a white lace bra that held back her 36 dds. I did. I didn't think you cared. I take it that's a 'YES'?"Lisa nodded. "I guess. How did you get those pictures?" Did you notice a guy with the camera phone when you and other girls on the third floor and the guys from the second floor were streaking each other the day after you got set up at North Hall? Well, as you were running down the hall and across the campus, he was taking candid shots of the whole crowd. When his memory card was full, he downloaded the pictures to his laptop and then e-mailed. Fiona wanted more, she pulled away from Paul and Mark and knelt up, facing the two men, that smile was on her face as she straddled Mark, easing herself down onto his erect manhood; she felt his penis force apart her pussy lips as it made its way to her pleasure spot, it felt so good. Paul didn't want to miss out, he knelt up and came up behind Fiona, he liked what he saw, it was so erotic. Paul pushed his tongue into Fiona's bum, his long tongue seeking out that moist area between her.