"Mmmmm, I guess I better take care of that before we leave!" You go in and bring out a washcloth so I can clean off your cock and tease it mercilessly... I kneel down and gently run the washcloth up the length of your shaft, raining kisses on the head and down the side. Your cock is growing harder with my hands rubbing the warm wet washcloth over the length of your shaft, and you groan in need when I gently rub the washcloth to clean your balls.I cup your engorged member in my hands, descending. ??? Iwanted to be examined more intimately, so I stepped down from the chair, andthe crowd parted silently as I climbed on to the bench just next to it. Islowly put one knee on, then the other, and then put one hand down in front ofme and then the other, so I was on all fours. The group came forward to fillthe space, so that I was surrounded, and I gradually parted my knees one at atime, so that my bum wiggled as I opened myself to the rear.. as I turned myhead to look round, I could see the. "Please don't" I whimpered as my captor pulled out, looked at my gaping hole, then rammed it in to the hilt. My hand was between my legs my fingers rubbed my clit. "Do you want me to stop Slut?" "Please don't stop!" I whimpered quietly. "I can't hear you. Tell me what you want" My young assailant said firmly through gritted teeth as she firmly spanked my ass. "Fuck your anal slut." I moaned. She spanked me again. "FUCK MY ASS HARD PLEASE" I shouted. She fucked me hard and fast. I came from my. It was rumored that Gwen had been the secret sex slave-lover of the Dean of Women." Jill's not smart enough to be a nerd, and she's not pretty or well-built enough to be a sorority playgirl. We've got a full quota of pledges that we really want; some of them even go both ways, another thing that Jill doesn't do. What we need is someone to take her off our hands so to speak."Tim scratched his head and grunted. " Why not just kick her ass out onto the street and hope she goes away? " was his.