"No!" She screamed. "Erin. This isn't you!" Melissa called. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. "Shut up!" Erin snapped up. She scrambled to her fee... and pulled up her skirt. Her legs were soaked with her own filth, the fluid cooling her legs in the air of the dorm room. Erin felt like an alien in her own body. It was as if her insides were all mixed up and warped, and the changes seemed to only be accelerating. What is happening to me?Joining. Letting us in."But I can't," she whispered.. .harder" Bill sped up with enthusiasm and Mom moaned along with him. While wrapping her legs around Bills' waist she reached out and started to rub ny cock through my jeans. "Is my son getting hard watching his mom get fucked?" "Why don't you take off your pants so mommy can see how big my little boy has gotten". "Shit Jennie, you are a kinky little thing aren't you?" Bill said, sounding exctited about what was about to happen. My clothes flew off in a few seconds and I got back in. I undo your bra and now alternate sucking your nipples. As I do my hands are undoing your slacks. I shove your pants down and you step out of them. I run my hands across your matching thong and can feel how wet you are. I slide my hand inside and rub your wet pussy. I push your thong down and take you over to the couch. I step back and look at your sexy body before me. Your hard erect nipples craving attention, your beautifully shaven pussy glistening with your juices. I sit you down on the. But having said that, that excuse only works once, do it again then suffer the usual, slag, slut labels. Perhaps it's the constraints put on you against your free spirited nature. As a c***d I ran naked around the house, just as Eve did before plucking that forbidden apple and suddenly making genitalia naughty and exciting, now humanity was forced to hide them behind leaves. (my modern preference is see through netting) I am and always knew I was different from the other girls, I quite liked to.