I hesitated and then I lifted it. It was heavier than I expected and it was covered with colorful stones and writing I didnt recall seeing anywhere in...books or otherwise. I decided to take it with me so I could examine it in better lighting. As I exited the opening I had created in the brick wall the screeching and howling started again and instead of the air being pulled into the open, a huge cloud of dust bellowed out from the opening and then total silence. I dont know how long I stood there. It was lust at first sight. As soon as I looked at Him I blushed and giggled. He was so handsome that it made me feel awkward and made me tingle. He was lean and athletic. Marco was a brilliant student, he wore fashionable clothing and expensive Italian shoes. English wasn't his native language, his quaint speech make me laugh. He would sit with me outside my dormitory, watching the cold grey Scottish sky turn from slate to ash, to purple then to blackness. He would comment about how the arts. And said,"Lean your cum hole onto my cock bitch." I leaned back...feeling his dickslide up my plug widened and lubed ass. Then he started spanking me as hefucked me. When he had me rocking on his cock, riding up as he slappedme, Duke grabbed another beer from the bucket on the table and startedchugging as his dick thrust in me. He burped, laughed and pulled my hairlike a mane. His complete nastiness made him just feel dirty inside me."AHHHHHH....oh yeah....cunt.....," I felt his pre-cum slick. I- Milo cut me off. So Ill really be your first? He asked, inviting me back to bed. I sat down beside him, and nodded feeling almost dazed. My emotions were all over the place, and my twat burned with need. God damn these jean shorts! With a smirk and an aroused gleam in his eye, Milo wrapped his arms around me. Chest to chest, I looked up into his eyes. our faces were mere millimeters apart. His gazed warmed me like a hot sun. Our lips met and it was like a sudden explosion. He pressed me.