“Just so you know I’m not gonna stop until I cum or you beg me to stop.” She warns me causing my arousal spike and then making me moan loudly as...she lifts her hips up and brings her pussy crashing down on mine sending an intense jolt of pleasure through my body. My moans come thick and fast after that as she starts to move her hips properly grinding her pussy against my own and rapidly pushing me towards an orgasm that promises to be as powerful if not more so than the one from when she finger. Anita moaned softly."Shh!" the man commanded, putting a hand on her mouth. Anita tried to be quiet, aware that any noise could alert any passerby to what they were doing. Anita wanted her fuck, wanted her cherry popped, wanted to feel the man's hot hard meat driving deeply into her teeming twat.Her nostrils flared with excitement.She felt the man's mouth on her mouth again, his tongue stuffing her small mouth, flicking around her tongue, and then teasing the roof of her mouth. His cock. So I began pushing my pants off and inserted my fingers in my pussy, slowly stirring inside it to get my juices flowing. I pondered what kinky thing would make her hot and finally said I was going to insert a large marker pen in my pussy. I didn't have anything else I could fuck me with (later I've made it a habit to keep some kind of dildo close by at all times, preferably on my person) and I knew we had those large markers in the meeting room.She seemed to get into the mood, and she asked me. Barb and Ashley were not what one would call friends. Their history went back to the beginning of their freshmen year. The story I'd heard was at a fraternity party, one of them had gone upstairs with the other's date, the aggrieved party followed, and there was some hair pulling and a blouse ripped off. Both girls denied the event ever happened in any way, shape or form. Nevertheless, they were not close. Their practice matches against each other were the roughest of all.When the match began,.