......excitement. When Shannon entered Rob's house, she immediately asked where his Mother was."Oh. She just had to make a few errands. She'll be...home in about an hour."Shannon smiled at Rob and replied; "Oh.....okay"Rob smirked; "Well, I was hoping that we could spend most of the time alone kissing."Shannon, without trying to, tilted her head in a sexy way and responded; "Well, it is our Valentine's night.......Oh. I made you a card." Shannon handed it to Rob. Rob took the card,. Extra wardrobes were brought to my room to hold everything. Eachboyfriend wanted me in their special outfit. And as things progressed,makeup and perfumes were male-specific. I was not the only one acting.Each Mexican roommate used imagination to have me their girl on datenights.I ended up cross-referencing my clothes, lingerie, cosmetics, heels, andhairstyle with my boyfriend calendar. It even got more specific down tothe color and sheen of my pantyhose. James had esquiset taste in ligerie.I. I look up at him from under my lashes, take a deep breath and push him back in. His eyes flutter closed and he pushes gently on my head again. I move my head side to side as if trying to inch him farther down. He groans louder than before and I breath out trying to push farther. I love hearing the noises he makes. I come back up, wrap my fingers around him and put them to my lips. This time when I go down, I take my hand with me to cover extra ground and he loves it. His hips jerk, putting him. “Yes”. Within two or three thrusts she’d cum, then again, then again. Her body spasmed and shuddered, her cunt gripping and pulsing on my thick hard cock, my meat hard and rigid inside her soft wet body. It was at least a minute of fucking before she even thought of turning her head, even seemed to understand that a stranger was fucking her, the pleasure and fulfilment of her fantasy had been too much, and she’d not realised reality had become, well, real. She shook herself, tried to turn.