“The music causes her to want to screw the guy!”“I think I could find some music like that in my collection!” I chuckled. “Barry White seems...to be popular! Though I guess some girls like Air Supply.”“You heard the line in Urgent, by Foreigner, right? I’m not looking for a love that will last/ I know what I need and I need it fast.”“Roberta Flack, in I Feel Like Makin’ Love: When you talk to me, when you’re moanin’ sweet & low/ When you’re touchin’ me and my feelin’s start to show.”“Slow Hand by. He had no words for the feelings that filled him. His dick and ass were both sore. His thoughts were fragments, never forming completely before shattering and dissipating.He opened his eyes and focused on the ceiling. He ran his hands down his body and he squeezed his soft cock roughly. That felt good! His head lolled to the side and his eyes lit on the unblinking red eye of the camera. He'd forgotten about it completely! Shit! Now he had a permanent record of his first ass fuck! He weakly. Her poking nipples and her trimmed cunt hairs were visible through her laced bikini.Her ass was the best part, tight yet plum and soft. Without much ado, she left us in the hall room and went inside. Then the meeting started. I was prepared that i am going to hear an earful from the investor for losing his money. The meeting almost ran for 45 min where the only words i said numerous times are apologies and sorry. The meeting ended with him banging the door of his bedroom on my face while i was. My hair was all messed up and clothes disheveled. In the dorms I walked, Samantha was sitting in the living room with a few of the other girls. They were all giggling, clearly having hit the bar earlier in the night. I walked past them to the bedroom, and Samantha followed me. “How’d it go?” She asked, knowing the answer when I look in her eyes. “Bad huh” She said, slightly tipsy. “Did you at least fuck him” she asked. I just looked in her eyes, offering no response. I was close to crying. I.