I slid my cock deep into her lubed up asshole. It was so fucking tight, even though it had been stretched for hours. She moaned loudly in sheer ecstas....I started thrusting hard and deep. Every time her asshole tried to push my thick cock out of her, I thrusted back again, punishing her ass. Her eyes were wide as if she couldn't believe her asshole could take that much. Her pussy juice was streaming out of her tight slit, dripping down her inner thigh. I turned on the vibrator that was still. " "You are so fucking feminine, more so than a lot of genetic women, and I am sorry but it is impossible for me to think of you as a guy anymore," Jane continued, "just do everything I say, and I mean everything, and leave Jenny to me."My confidence was not helped however when later in the day I overheard muffled sounds of Jane talking followed by Jenny shouting, "you've got to be fucking joking, accept somebody into our relationship with a dick, no way." This was followed again by muffled. " He said and gently pushed Zam to the side as two walked up - senior and freshman - while holding hands. "Let's go sit somewhere."They found a free two-seater that was opposite of another one where two seniors were being serviced by freshmen. Zam felt like he'd blow from all of this and quietly panted as he sat down next to his friend."Watch those two and get used to it. Second years fuck freshmen, third years fuck both and fourth years fuck everyone." Heart said, raising his cup to the two in. Might he be imagining that Catherine was not his own flesh and blood? The presence of the listening devices in the car proved that someone had an ear out for what was being said in the confines of the car. That could surely only mean Brighton himself, without anyone else knowing?Or might he be thinking that Mrs Dawes was involved in that deceit? And follow that concept with a conclusion that Catherine was another deceit? I decided that I was taking the possibilities to extremes. Perhaps I.