I was a master, but only at picking up and fucking these girls. I couldn’t hold on to them for any time, as they figured me out pretty quick. I wasn...��t romantic, I was a fucking freak in bed. I wasn’t slow, I was a jack hammer in their ass, using them up, and moving on to the next one. I was an Asshole. Eventually School ended, and It was time to move on to the real world. I was slowing down fucking anyway, and was starting to crave real love. For all the sex I had, I only really liked two of. " After a good wipe down Iturned on the shower. I gave her a soft body scrub while I soaped upto get off all my perspiration from the night before.We toweled dried ourselves off and then made our way back to theMaid's quarters. As soon as we entered our room I closed the doorbehind us. "Well Leigh, what do you think?" She quickly turned to meand snapped! "Don't you ever call me Leigh! Only my best friends cancall me that!" She went to swat my ass but I quickly turned andgrabbed her hand. "Best. ”“Sure,” I said, swallowing. I stretched out on it, my long legs reaching the entire length. The bed had a frilly, pink comforter. Something girlish. My futa-dick thrust over my stomach. My large breasts rose and fell while the pussy cream trickled down my taint to my asshole.“And we're live in five, four, three, two, one!” Guanting called.I shivered, the entire world watching me. This time I knew. A nervous writhe twisted through my stomach. I clutched my belly, not sure what I should be. But that small doubt was easily drown in a sea of imagined fucking and sucking she and I had already shared in fantasy as well as the pictures we’d shared of each other in various sexual activities. My mind was swimming in this sea as I sent my carry-on through the x-ray machine and walked barefoot through the metal detector. I had forgotten my belt and buckle was setting the damn thing off, so now I had to be “wanded”. The TSA agent was a chubby younger man with a pale complexion and ginger.