I was mesmerized by the sight of a blondgoddess across the dining hall. She was pretty, not stunningly beautiful butclearly athletic, which was given ...way by the fact she was still in her fieldhockey uniform. It had only been three weeks since I transferred to thisuniversity from my local community college for the remaining two years of mybacaulaurite degree. I hadn't had a steady girlfriend back home but Georgesalready knew I enjoyed viewing women. It was a guy thing. "Oh, man, Kevin, you want. .She hesitated, but continued looking at my cock, and then slowly reached for it and finally her warm hand took hold of my cock. She slowly began to wank me. My cock started hardening as she did so and even more so when she cupped my balls in her other hand. As my pre-cum glistened on my shaft and her hand I said it was only fair I got to see her naked. After all I was stood in front of her with a hard on which she had so clearly caused.I reached down and grabbed her t-shirt and pulled it up. Their hungry tongues were working harder this time.They were rubbing their tits and their hard nipples together. They were rubbing their clits together. They were rubbing each other's beautiful white ass and feeling how soft and smooth their flesh was. They were fingering each other's tight asshole, sticking their fingers right into each other's tight shit-hole as far as they could go."Oh, baby, you don't need Jack tonight!" Joanne moaned. "We can have a great time just by ourselves. Wait a. “I must have him. I must have him in me.” mantra keeps looping in my mind. My son is sleeping in the room right next to mine. If I listen carefully, I can literally hear him breathing in his sleep. Even the sound of his breathing is enough to make my fingers dive into my wet pussy. I often don’t even wear underwear, hoping that he would just lift up my skirt and ram his dick in to my pussy. All this lust, all these emotions for him driving me crazy. I can’t go on like this. What should I do?’ I.