For real, just one?”“Yeah, for real. His name was Russell. I called him Russell-Dubby.”“What ... what happened?”She was silent for a few mom...nts. I opened my eyes to see tears streaming down her face.“Oh, baby!” I said, squeezing her even tighter. I held her, and nuzzled her face with mine. I tasted her tears, tasting the salt in them. I knew her tears were full of dead skin cells, from her body. I drank them, I made them part of me. I knew my body would reprocess them, on a small scale, into. I wondered if other room mates had the same feelings. When I heard the shower going, I couldn’t help but reach down and grab my own stick. The memory of watching him jack off and then seeing this body with a semi hardon this morning really had me going. I threw back the sheet, lowered my pants and started to slowly rub myself. I tried to think of my girlfriend but my mind kept taking me back watching him and that mesmerizing sight. Even though I had pounded out a load last night, I was worked. The wonderful sensations and tastes that were thrilling me at my head had added to them the extreme pleasure at my ass as Larry’s body stiffened and he drove his cock deep into me with a buttocks slamming thrust that was so hard and deep I could feel the swollen head of his love stick and the full length of its pulsing shaft as a burst of heat rose out of it and filled my gut. As Larry’s cock pumped several shots of hot cum up my ass, Jerry’s love stick spit bitter/sweet jism into my mouth.. It was lovely to be back fucking her again and I shafted her cunt at a good speedy rate.My orgasm began to rise and, with no possibility of stopping, I cried out as I drove my dick up into Monica's womb and ejaculated there. My climax was harder than it had been when I'd arse-fucked Danny. For a good twenty-seconds I was close to fainting with pleasure as my youthful prick pumped out thick wads of sperm up into the cunt of the horny woman beneath me.I kissed Monica on the lips and dismounted.