The thought of it brought me nervousness and arousal in equal measure, like most of his suggestions. "I don't know." "Have you ever been struck?" "No.... "Not even when you were young?" "No." He cocked his head, his expression unreadable. "It's something I very much enjoy. Would you be willing to try it in the future?" "If you enjoy it, I would try it for you." He closed his eyes in that characteristic look of pleasure and the vibrator sprung to life. He turned it up a bit and I had to breathe. Gerri even offered to meet with me discreetly from time to time, if things didn't work out with Kendall, as long as I cleared it with Sharon first. I guess you could say our post-romance relationship was off to a good start!When I got back to the frat, there was a party going on that I ignored and went to my room. I was mildly surprised when Wes came to see why I hadn't joined in the fun, even expressing concern for me. I was pretty sure I convinced him that I'd broken up with Gerri on good. “Look at the big fucking hole and those thick lips. That’s a pussy that’s been fucked a lot.” Glenn said as he reached down and slid two fingers into my twat. He started sliding his fingers in and out of me as he undid his pants with his other hand. I laid there helpless as I was surrounded by all 7 of the police officers. “This is how we tell if our suspect is a real whore or not.” he stated as he pulled his hard cock from his pants. Glen pulled his fingers from my pussy and then spread my. I entered the house through the kitchen as usual and heard the chattering and giggling right away. Sherry has friends over quite a lot and I didn’t pay much attention to the noise. I opened a beer in the kitchen and wandered toward the den. I thought I would steer clear of the hen party and relax for a while. At the doorway, my mouth flew open and my beer bottle dropped to my feet. Sherry and two of her friends were huddled around the computer watching a slideshow of my hard cock plunging into.