His thick seed was running out of me, and down both of my inner thighs.Arrogantly, he pushed me out from his house in this condition."Time to git' gir...." he ordered, shoving me out onto his front porch like a cheap, used whore.I just turned and gazed upon him like I had just seen the ninth wonder of the world. By his look, I could tell that he was all confidence. He knew right then that he had me wrapped around his little finger like a piece of string."Can I see you again?" I asked him quietly. I am fortunate enough to attend a school that has an equal number of men and women among its student body and a large ratio of racial and ethnic minorities. Most colleges and universities across America aren’t so lucky. Most schools are overwhelmingly female and white, entrenched in feminist dogma. That’s what I rebel against in my stories which feature college men and women. In my stories, I strive to create worlds in which most people would love to live. A world where free sex and free love. He would fuck her ass or pussy next. He always did. She did not like when he fucked her asshole. His cock was big and her asshole still small, but he did not care. He fucked her for his pleasure, not hers. Sometimes he would let her cum, but only after he already did.She felt the cock begin to harden again. He always fucked her twice each night, sometimes three times. She had learned well. She was expected to make the cock hard or she would be punished. She had been whipped many times. He. I sat on top of his thighs and removed my pants, he got arousal in a minute and he removed his pants too and then he squeezed my boobs, He removed my T-shirt and continued squeezing it, I was on top of the world and then he unhooked my black bra and continued squeezing it his soft hands was very nice.I asked him to stop and removed my Thali for the comfortable squeeze. Then we were ready for insertion. I removed my inner wear and standing in front of him nude, I sat on his thighs, I sat on his.