.. Just my shirt... I was getting ready for bed. Hunter: Mmm Sounds sexy. Can you send me a pic? Jill: umm... I don't think I should... Hunter: Aww. C...mon, don't you want to pass?Jill took the picture. Of course her cleavage was fully visible, but what wasn't expected was how much she was blushing. Hunter: Wow you're cute. I like it. Jill: What next? I really need to pass. Hunter: Is there anyone with you? Jill: No, I'm alone in my room. Hunter: Why don't you get rid of that pesky shirt? I'm. She felt the first one move behind her his cock already stiff, she was dry and her pussy tugged preventing him entry. She heard him spit then a large calloused hand smacked her bare pussy. Fat fingers spread the spit and dug into her trying to spread her lips open. “Let me in bitch” he growled and she felt herself lube and moisten. In the past she had been treated rougher, her body, used to this treatment, responded. The fat fumbling fingers were replaced by a solid thick cock. With her. I was pretty well beat so I lie down for a nap insuring that I set my alarm. I was afraid I would sleep too late Sunday morning. I was expected at Lynn's house by noon for my usual Sunday dinner.Sunday morning there wasn't very many students in my dorm so I took advantage by taking a long, slow shower. By the time I was dressed in jeans and sweatshirt it was time to get to the bus stop. I was hoping that Lynn's mother Eva was slow cooking a roast today. Pork or beef didn't matter to me. Both. Im sorry, my daughter never learned proper manners, my Lord. He grimaced. We went easy on her because of her… Well, I guess we dont have to anymore. She pulled her hospital gown over her head, exposing pale, budding breasts topped with dark-pink nipples. The nipples were so small, they were like little buttons. I can always forgive a pretty, young girl, I said, feasting on her youthful charms. Lets see your cunt. Yes, my Lord, she blushed, hooking her fingers through the waistband of her cotton.