Sightings would trigger nightmares and it was rare that I didn't cry myself to sleep.My self-imposed isolation also fed the rumors that Lara and I wer... lovers. The rumors circulated around the school, but I just ignored them. I knew the truth, I knew who had my heart, and whom I loved. Lara finally dispelled this rumor when she was seen kissing a man she'd met one night at a local bar we went to for a drink. It was nice to see her smile and pay attention to someone else, besides me and I didn't. ? The darkness didn?t help any, and to top itall off, she felt eye-strain from staring into the mold mask too long.? She decided to try and sleep,and maybe some more sense of this apparent nightmare would come soon?or so shehoped. Hours or minutes later, she couldn?t tell, and somethingwoke her up.? A strange liquid swishingnoise came to her ears, and from what she could tell, the sound of rubbersqueaking against rubber.? A few secondslater and her anus began to twitch and throb in gentle. She struggled and shook and I fucked her hard. She thrashed and bucked and finally I shoved into her and held her as I gushed huge spurts of sperm. She gasped and her pussy gripped my cock, “YES!”I kept pushing into her while I came and when I was done I pulled back and started to fuck her again. She hugged me tight and shuddered before she giggled and shook me, “you have to give Megan some.”She pushed me back and out and I sighed and looked at her pussy. She shifted and knelt and gave me a. One by one, they finally unload on me. When everything calms down, the bed is soaked. I am covered. There is cum in my hair, on my face, on my breasts, and, well, everywhere else. I start to get up.“I need to shower.”“No.”“Okay.”I stand there drenched in cum looking for my clothes. Someone hands me a long t-shirt. My clothes are now souvenirs. The Tinder guy takes me home. Almost. He pulls to the curb three blocks from my condo.“Walk the rest of the way.”“Okay.”So I walk. My knees are.