I pushed as hard as I could, my hands on her hips to steady us. She cried out and arched her back and I took advantage of it. I kissed her hard, her l...ps opening for me. I pulled my hips back and shoved in again and she groaned into my mouth. The water ran over our faces. She moved a hand down to her own sex and stroked me as I shoved into her as hard as I could. Typically I can contain my urges but there was something about her, about the way my cock fit inside her so perfectly that it made me. “Oh, god!” Gina exclaims as the first of Leslie’s screams slip past her control, and I see the gentle blonde has gone completely pale.“You don’t have to do this,” I tell her. “I won’t think any less of you.”She glances at the now writhing form of Leslie, and shudders, before locking her eyes on mine. “We will always be connected?” When I nod, she stills her shudders, and turns back to Leslie.We both watch her, and I wonder what’s going through Gina’s mind, as Leslie cries out until her voice is. Some of the class giggled at him because they noticed a huge bulge in his pants. The guys laughed at him and teased and the girls sat there with their mouths partially open, trying to figure out the size of his cock. Somehow, Damon got through the presentation and quickly sat down. While he was standing there, the same woman who's ass he was staring at was also eyeing him, and she had been for a few weeks now. Her name was Zahara. Zahara was the foreign exchange student new to the university.. This landscape seemed pretty barren compared to what she was used to, back in her village it was all green with trees everywhere and minimal monster sightings. Here it was almost like a desert and everything was brown, hopefully, she could get to the tower before it got too dark. The landscape seemed easy enough to traverse at least on the way to the tower it did.After what was only about a 15-minute walk she reached what she assumed was the front door of the tower, it must have been closer.