He was the sexiest person alive. Even my Sweet Sin, as I called Cynthia, who is the love of my life, wasn't quite as sexy as Mark."You want to please ...e, don't you?" Mark had asked, "Nothing would make you happier than to please me."And he was right. For the next hour or so, Mark fucked me, fucked Cynthia, and Mary, the other girl that worked at the Starbucks. And in the midst of this orgy, as I was fucking Cynthia, Mark helped me to realized just how much I loved Cynthia. And my Sweet Sin. I got to the part about “Men are never, under any circumstances, allowed into the women’s dormitory complex.” That’s where I stopped reading. Was this a monastery or a college? I was majoring in math. Regardless of a student’s major, there were specific courses that were required every semester. I saw that first semester freshmen had to take HS 101, “Gender Roles.” Probably a bunch of feminist crap, but, hey, I had taken Home Economics in High School. I could make it through this one. I was. ”I smiled and said, “Yes, yes!“She gave me her address and left the bar.In shock about what just happened, I was awed by the fact that a very beautiful woman wanted to be with me, so I decided to go back home to freshen up. After two hours, I went to her place and meet her there. She opened the door and hugged me and led me to her living room couch and told me to get settled.As I waited, I could feel my body was sweating and my heart was pounding fast because I didn’t know what might happen. She grabbed his cock and pushed him closer to her. He was now standing in front of Ulla, and she touched him and almost examed him. Then she suddenly sat back and told him something, which made him starting to stroke his cock infront of her. He was going faster and faster, and she seems to tell him to slow down. I could feel my pussy and ass pulsating, still with the buttplug inserted, I started to touch myself. In the room I saw Ulla standing up dropping the bathrobe to the floor. Bengt looked.