Johnson to get out of a tardy, Alexa went to her English class. She had a hard time paying attention to anything the teacher said, her mind filled wit... the thoughts of Mr. Johnson's cock spitting out all that sperm onto her. Sure he was kind of gross, and way too old, but Alexa couldn't deny the damp spot in her panties. During her lunch break she stopped into the girl's room and rubbed her itchy little clit to a quick orgasm while thinking about all that filthy sperm on her body. She could. Hard Rider: Are you naked?Red Hott: Of course, still a little wet from the bath. It was hard not to touch myself in there. I was thinking about you and the things you want to do to me.Hard Rider: Good. Did you shave?Red Hott: Yes. I’ve never done that before. It seems so sensual and yet makes me feel vulnerable. Like a little girl.Hard Rider: Good. I ring the doorbell, and, still naked from your bath, you answer the door, wrapped only in a soft towel.Hard Rider: You know what I’m there for. You. Then, he walked to his friends with whom he was having this lunch and took the half-finished lunch and started walking towards me. He wanted to accompany me for lunch. He started right beside me, and started talking. Initially, I thought that he would be bragging about his popularity among girls but too much of my surprise he started asking me about the college and the lecturers. Then, he asked me about my family.It’s was good talking to him – I lost track of time talking to him. At the end, we. Slowly but surly I gathered a list of people whom I would want to play and be played with. Now for the setting. I didn’t want to do it in my house, so I decided to rent a hotel room, a nice one.I spoke to each candidate separately, telling them what my plan was, putting it to them simply as an orgy, and that they will all get a turn to fuck me. That was the idea. Make the eight players rotate so that each person got to do some of each. A little sucking, and a whole lot of fucking. They all.