Her left knee was throbbing and aching, a very bad sign. She could not be sure how much further she would be able to walk before it gave out under her... before it simply could not take anymore. A stupid childhood accident, the memory was still vivid in her mind, a careless mistake while climbing with friends and she was left with a weak knee that forever caused her problems. For while she was able to train the rest of her body to do as she willed, she was always hindered by that knee. It was. She was watching him as he fucked her, her eyes were bright with some emotion he didn’t recognize. She looked as if she were enjoying him as much as he her. She wasn’t flopping and gasping, wailing or moaning like his girlfriend did but he could tell she relished what they were doing. As their bodies meshed and bounced she was heating up, her pussy softened with warmth and lust, she put her hands around his neck, intertwined her fingers and locked her eyes on his.The pair coupled for several. Please be home. Please be home. I went to the one place I could think of. I hadn’t been there long so Jack was the only person I knew. I’d rung his door bell 3 times already and was just turning away when the door opened. “Holly! You’re back already,” he said as he opened the door. “Oh my God Holly. What’s wrong? Why are you crying? Come in.” I barely got in the door before I collapsed crying into his arms.“I… I… I’ve only been here for a couple days and 4 of my roommates already. She was 17 and technically shouldnt have been in the club, she was single and on holiday with parents and parents friends family. Through careful questions I found out she wasnt a virgin but she maintained she wasnt easy. I also learned that she was only 5ft which just added to her cuteness, when she took off her heels she was really tiny but all in proportion. It was just past midnight and I thought I better walk her home. She was way too drunk and my intention was to be nice and maybe hook up.