I push hard and slip out from under his massive body. Running for a small path in the woods that I had seen while we're were driving in.I'm running fa...t as my short legs will carry me, knowing my attacker is right behind me. What seemed to be a path is nothing more that a small trail. Every bush, briar has been growing and waiting to punish my legs, my shoulders, my body while I run through them. I stumble, my heel catching on something. My attacker's hand grabs a strap on my dress, I jerk away. I like a good cock sucking."We walked out to the hall and my bf told me to get on my knees and suck that cock like a good fucking whore. I got down and unzipped the man's pants and pulled out his hard cock. He was about nine inches and nice and thick. I first stroked him and then lifted the long cock and licked his balls. Then I licked over his cock before I took him in my mouth. I sucked him hard then gave him a great deep throat as he pushed his cock down my throat. My bf watched as he finger. One day I reached college early, she is alone in class and doing her work, while passing her I saw her hair covering her cleavage, intentionally I passed through in front of her many times, she understood that and she adjusted, next day I went to class early again intentionally but she dint came. After few days on my b’day I took chocolates and tried to talk with her, to my luck she gave a hug and wished, there I started talking with her. Few days passed we became friends she use to share. But I still didn't like it.Who said you had to like it? You just have to learn to live with it. No one made you tie yourself to them. You did that all on your own.Like I had a lot of choice in the matter.That's a cop-out and you know it. You could have said no. Hell, you probably could have just destroyed their little three-way bond. But deep down you're afraid of losing them.Was that why I'd given in? Was I really that afraid of being alone again? Or was there something else; something more.