Butterflies erupted in my stomach as they watched me standing there. I took a deep breath, I guess now was the time to be that slut, I walked. By the ...ime I got to the door I was hard from the hands on my cock and ass. I had stopped walking and Dennis had to pull me into the room. I sank to my knees in front of him as he pulled his half hard cock out. I could feel people crowding in behind me as I took him in my mouth. He put his hand on the back of my head and working his hips began fucking my. Nothing had been the same. I had been tingling and aroused. I had rubbed my pussy raw trying to satisfy the feeling that had ignited at the frat party. Caleb had been angry. I finally fucked him to try to make it up to him. It had been a huge mistake. The sex had been so damn vanilla I could hardly stand it. Caleb had not only forgiven me but he became like a puppy dog, always there, always wanting more. Managing Caleb had become a full-time job and this had done nothing for my. He wondered how many times he had fucked her now. He once told him that his record was eight times. It was an overnight affair, of course, but it was still a lot of times. The woman, apparently, had been quite sore next morning. Would Julie be sore when she returned to him from Jeff’s bed? A short while later he heard the house phone ringing and he dashed inside to answer it. It was Julie. “Hi darling,” she told him, “the shops are so busy this afternoon. I probably won’t be home until after. Emily felt Ryans cock slide up and down her slit as he marinated it in her juices, before placing it at her opening. He applied pressure. Every firework in Emily’s brain went off as her father’s head came home, sinking deep into her warm, wet, welcoming gate. His cock was burning hot and pushed her walls aside like a freight train. Beautiful relief escaped her mouth as he sunk himself deep into her, slowly, pushing down until pain twanged in her cervix. Her body was electrified with him inside.