. hard to get any sense of privacy with a bunch of other girls poking their nosy heads out their doors... I mean, at least that's what I'd imagine."Ri...ht. Imagine, my ass!I could tell Coach was about at the end of his conversational line, but I decided to let him squirm on the hook a little longer before reeling him in. My part was easy, after all. He was the salivating little boy. All I had to do was keep being the piece of candy, wrapper still on.Coach glanced around the room some. With a grateful sigh, Angela sent her fingers sliding once more in and out of her hungering pussy, but somehow the dog's intrusion had spoiled the effect. Try as she might, Angela could not get the same burning pleasure from the act as she had done before. A few minutes ago she had known she was on the way to orgasm, even if she wasn't in a hurry, but now, her fingers just didn't seem to be doing the job. Impatiently she inserted a third, but even though it made a thicker mass going up into her. Once Master PC was up, I put in his first name regardless of him having a password or not. The search gallery didn't have his face and there weren't that many Michaels to begin with. I looked up and knew why he hadn't shown up in the program. Michael wasn't his birth name.He must have known what I was going to ask and he confessed, "My friends call me Michael because of my mark." He grinned as his golden halo appeared again."My real name is Frank Springbright. Michael is my name among the Mind. I think I will,” Garry said, as Spencer went out the door of the motel room.Cheryl had been hoping that she wouldn’t have to do Garry, that he would take her home after Spencer finished with her. However, now that he was taking off his clothes, she knew she would have to endure him fucking her. Out of all the frat brothers, she hated him the most. He was the one that raped her first, taking her virginity, and then watched his friends gangbang her.When he was naked, and had rolled a condom on.