Back to the Linda who was ready for more. Her date was Tom a rich kid from Jersey. Linda, who from Chicago, was always an easy fuck so often she dated...one of our frat brothers. She finally told Tom, "I want to fuck!"I heard it and Tom smiled at her and asked "Do you want to go into the party room with the mattresses?"She said, "Fuck yes!" So off they went to the mattress room for a party.Now my girlfriend, Karen, was playing pool. I went up and whispered in her ear, "I am going to the back room. Which has its pros and cons, of course. Yeah, there ... deeper. Harder. Up. My. Ass!” Mr. Hugo said as I plowed his backfield.“That’s a helluva fine booty! Man, if he weren’t so fucking gay! Yummy!” Lindsay laughed while Maria licked her lips.“Yeah, if I weren’t gay, I’d have probably taken the hint and slept with you two a long time ago! I can tell that you both ... dig me!” Adam chuckled before grunting a little from the way that I now rammed it deeper in his cornhole.“Well, at least you all. "Kneel for me, Jesse."Jesse dropped to her knees, obediently. She took the dildo in her hand.It was soft and velvety. The cloudy color was playful. She let herfingers trace the fake veins, squeezed her fingertips on the cockhead.She relaxed her mouth, and the urge felt right. She leaned forward, hertongue reaching out as if it couldn't wait for her mouth to arrive. Shefelt the cock enter her and closed her lips around it. She hummed asshe felt the texture with her lips and tongue, and her. "There's a nervous giggle from the class at that one, and I'm sure most ofthe girls are squirming like me, torn between desire for the fantasy andfear of it. And that fear only adds to my arousal.."Pony's do not speak, they do not have choices, they do not have hands. Ifthey need to pee, they do it where they are... they are washed by ourstable girls, tacked by our stable girls. They are, and you will be,beasts to me not people," She looks at us down her nose, "But at least ifyou are a good.