My friend was dead, emptiness had now filled his place in my heart and I cried. Being summoned to the Campus welfare councilor was a whole new deal f...r me. I was more than happy to fly under his radar for the duration. Sadly with Chukka’s death and us two being roomies I was put squarely in the frame on this and there was no way out. Mr. (call me Rick) Thomson was mid forties, gray hair and a stare that would unnerve the Lincoln Monument. It was with a heavy heart I knocked, heard him call for. His eyes were a pale green and he always seemed to have a smirk on his face like he was up to no good.Sarah wasted no time jumping on him and kissing him almost recklessly. She pulled at his hair and bit into his neck leaving her marks all over him; he just seemed to laugh and let her do whatever she wanted. I myself was unimpressed and I even folded my arms in a pouty sort of way. I wanted Cindy! She is much hotter than this….this…BOY! What was she thinking? I almost felt like bursting out and. She lowers her head and lick Samantha sucking hard at Samantha’s now hard clit. Claudia lays the knife across her belly as she continues to lick Sam from ankle to breast letting her tongue brush the blade of the knife.When she is satisfied with her licking she picks up the knife and straddles over Samantha and brings the knife to Samantha’s neck running from one side to the other. She leans forward and kisses Sam’s neck moving slowly to her mouth she kisses her taking Samantha’s bottom lip in. He grabbed my long hair firmly at the base of my neck and pulled me forward. "Don't suck yet. Smell me. You'll be surprised at how the sense of smell can increase desire." I inhaled deeply. I could smell the sex of him, his arousal. He was right; I was crazy with lust and only from smelling him.He pushed me away and bent down to give me another long kiss. "Watch me now," he said. He stepped out of his pants and removed his briefs. The girls were right; his black cock was gorgeous: long, thick.