Yvonne delicately broke of the kiss and whispered into my ear, "It's time for me to be fucked hard Carmen. Watch me get fucked." With that, Yvonne got...herself off the bed, knelt on the floor and beckoned both of the men over to her. After watching me bought to orgasm, both their cocks were hard again. She directed them to stand either side of her face and she took each cock in her hand and pulled them to her mouth. I watched as she sucked one and then the other. Slurping and swallowing each. I could feel her breath on my skin, I could feel the heat of her body, radiating over me in waves. "What if I was to do this? How does this feel?" she said quietly, stroking my inner thigh with her finger tips.I sighed and closed my eyes. "Good, it feels good."She moved again and leaned towards me, sweeping my hair off my shoulders. "What about this?" she breathed, then leaned in and kissed my neck, twice in quick succession. Her lips felt warm and wet, burning points of contact that thrilled. I grabbed my breasts with both hands, leaned my head back and began teasing my nipples with my fingers while he continued to fuck me with his. I was now bucking my hips in pleasure and grinding into the seat. He glanced quickly from the road at my now completely naked body in the passenger seat of his car, legs spread wide and now my pointed nipples on full display as I played with them, and he let out a small groan of his own pleasure at the sight of me. Traffic was starting to slow but I was. "Who the hell is that walking wet-dream?" I drooled."I thought that you'd focus on her Horndog Harry," he shot back, using my well-earned nickname, although women use my real name of Henry. "From what I've been able to find out she's a sophomore transfer student by the name of Melissa Smith and despite being on campus for only a week has become head of the local born-again Christian organization."Jim worked part-time in the admissions office as a clerk as part of his scholarship package, and.