His fingers pushed in, spreading my moist folds and molding my supple skin to the shape of his deepest desires.His rhythmic motion was entrancing and ...he feeling of pleasure continued to grow stronger with each stroke of his fingers. My thoughts wandered to the feeling of the warm water streaming down my back and then my body and my mind went numb as each loving caress took me deeper into my release. I nearly collapsed from the jolt of it and I let him continue to stroke me as my orgasm. Absolutely. If I was hot enough to pledge this Sorority, you can bet I attracted a lot of guys. I had been out on a few dates since I had been at the university, and most had ended up having to fend off their advances. So I assumed I could get this assignment done with no problems. That is, except for the embarrassment of asking for a picture of their genitals! Some of the girls discussed taking a picture without the guy's knowledge, but that didn't seem right to me. Nor very easy to do.So I. During the massage Chayne asks Dirty questions that require lengthy answers. She has this trick of sleeping her way through conversations. She will ask several questions and reply with ‘oh yea?’ or ‘for real?’ when it was her time to contribute to the conversation in order to appear lucid. Dirty knows Chayne is not paying attention but he doesn’t care. The fact that she sought him out shows interest on her part. He has had a very difficult year and finds this a refreshing distraction. It. And one of my regular readers, as became glaringly apparent, is Pippa’s hulking, taciturn, significant other; Jimmy. Now the last time we saw Pippa she was rushing to her bedroom to run the batteries on her prettily eared rabbit dry before Jimmy got back from work and, even though it isn’t really my place and I shouldn’t be reporting things told to me in confidence, it does seem that either they were super-energiser batteries with far more va va voom than normal, or Jimmy had sneaked off work.