My spurs going jingle, jangle, jingle all the way. I did not want to hear a discouraging word.This time it was my eagerly-awaited Fed Ex dude carrying...a rather substantial brown, nondescript box. Looking down at the shipping label, he snickered and said, "I have a delivery for the frustrated woman of the house." Then looking me up and down, he added with a smirk, "That's you, I assume." I rudely grabbed the package and slammed the door in his giggling face. Opening it and withdrawing the. My fingers reached the first trimmed hairs and I twitched. And then they ventured lower. Touching the tip of my lips. I ran the forefinger from each hand between the puffy swollen tissue, feeling the growing wetness and rising heat. My fingers rubbed across my hardened nub and my eyes closed as my body stiffened and trembled. Then lower. Until they reached the entrance to my grotto. I thrust two fingers deep into me. Feeling them slide deep inside. I felt my knuckles pressed tightly against my. I put my hand to my forehead then ran it up through my hair,gripping it to reassure myself and instantly wished I hadn't. As Ipulled my hand away from my head a little shower of hairs fell down infront of my eyes and as my hand came into view I saw that there was aclump of dark hair caught between the fingers.I turned back to the bed and yelled "Theresa!" but that scared me evenmore because the voice that came out of me wasn't my normal voice. Itwas deeper and had a wheeze to it that had never. ..he smiled as he continued over to me. I noticed his bulge in his boxer briefs show through as he did. He was fit but yet real in his body size. His light dark skin glimmered as he stopped just a foot away from me. His and my eyes were staring at one another. He held out a piece of paper and read it to me. It was a note from the fraternity telling me before the Blowjob that I had to give this person in front of me was to be given me and said person had to kiss for ten minutes. I said to this.