I would go up to visit her every weekend and was allowed to spend the night on Fridays and Saturdays. The dorms were set up for two to a room and her ...oommate was a ditzy blonde with a Barbie Doll figure, named Evelyn. Evelyn's boyfriend, Steve, was a big guy and a little bit of a redneck, but overall a good guy. We all became fast friends and started doing most everything together.We had several borderline exhibitionist sexual encounters since almost no one ever closed their room doors, but. . "kinky" is the word. It felt a bit restricting, but also very exposed. "Well those fit you very nicely, don't you think baby?" She was right - this was a turn-on. We made out, with a new found vigor. She rubbed my crotch through the panties which made me weak in the knees. I was putty in her hand. I asked her if we could have sex now. She told me something just isn't quite right. "Maybe next time."Chapter 5: Next timeA day or two later, we had her place to ourselves again, and we went right. Now, with this one, did you note the cut of the gem? It had several additional facets, creating more possibilities for light to reflect off of it. While the other gem may have been larger, its fewer facets made it less brilliant. And did you notice the chain? Simple and thin?"Well, yeah, though I didn't look closely at it." Remember the one at Master Goldsmith's—the one before last? It was more of a rope than a chain. Again, it made the necklace cost more without making the emerald look any. Tommy continued fucking her hard and deep, his balls slapping against her clit as his thrusts moved the large, heavy wood bed forward on the carpet. I watched as Tommy spread my wife's cheeks and this time as his cock impaled her he thrust his forefinger deep inside her tight wrinkled ass hole all the way to his knuckle. This was the extra sensation to overcome any numbness caused by the consumption of wine that my wife needed to fully release. I have no doubt that neighbors blocks away heard.