. hell!” Thandie begged me for more as she bucked her hips and met me stroke for stroke.I felt my own cheeks being pried apart and knew what was up ..... Dean entered my backdoor and got busy using my cornhole to his own delight. Yeah, I loved sodomy, too, of course. Being sandwiched between Dean and Thandie was a truly delicious experience, particularly with the sight of her caramel bottom that surrounded my dick and squeezed it like a vice. Her moans became more primal and powerful with each. I'd fuck any girl/woman that moved if she was willing. My moral compass definitely wasn't the best. My rugby mates were almost as bad as I was. One in particular, Dean, was even worse. Most of my teammates came from money. They all had nice cars and wads of money that they often used to buy their way out of trouble. I was considered the quiet one. Since I was one of the best players on the team, I was befriended by the wealthy players. Not having money was not a problem because Dean always. “You know what happens when you assume,” I teased her.“It has something to do with your ass.” She smiled and blew me a kiss, then started rummagingthrough my closet.“You're not wearing that today”“What do you mean?” I wasn't offended; I just didn't realize going to the sex shop required dressingup.“Jeans and a t-shirt are not the proper attire for our trip today. Put on a skirt, and a nice top. If we'regoing downtown we should go someplace nice for lunch while we're there.”She had a point,. "Go get dressed! Or we will never get there!" I say like I am talking to a small c***d. "Ooooh, is that a threat or a promise," you ask leering suggestively at me. You keep laughing, as I push you back into the bathroom. it's either get your sexy body out of my sight, or jump you. As tempting as that thought is, If I follow through on it, I will never get anything done and you know it. You continue to laugh at me, as I toss in a shirt and pants after you and slam the door.While you are getting.