God damn boy, the last guy must of had a tiny dick, you're lice a vise back here, he growled. His ass fucking was unrelenting and rough. His chest pre...sed against my back he used his hips to drive it in. He fucked me quite awhile when we heard a voice. At this point my legs were spread, my feet over his calves. Damn, he's tearing that pussy up, a voice remarked. Look how big her feet are, a female voice added, look at her toes, she's loving that fucking. To Alex's credit he didn't break rythem,. "No, I promise, you'll be gorgeous. Brian does have excellent taste.You'll be snogging him in no time."I knew she was a crazy hippie, I knew that magic wasn't real, but I wasdesperate. I took the two bottles and continued down the street to mysmall one-bedroom apartment.But then a question dawned in my mind."How will I find him?" I turned around. She was gone! Whatever, I wasdesperate.I walked down the street, past the scary hole in the wall bar next doorto my home that I never went to because. Not being a science guy I intended to spend the weekend playing catch up. Still not wanting to be a total hermit I left my door open as a walk-in invite. How was I to know floor wide party was coming my way. The Hill, originally an all girls dorm had gone coed, with alternating all guys and all girl floors. Given the guy to girl 9 to 1 ration there were several all guy dorms elsewhere on this sprawling campus. There were also lots of hot guys for me to choose from – when I wasn't. She wore nothing under it, as I had suspected, and was left naked but for her heels. She looked from Greta to me in a challenging way. I stood, a cut-glass tumbler of malt whisky now in my hand, and sensed my evening’s role. ‘Kneel down!’ I told her, then turning to Greta, ‘you, fetch me the tray, from the sideboard!’ My Mistress obediently knelt on the cold parquet floor. I swept her hair over her shoulder, so that it fell over her breasts. I couldn’t resist leaning over and tweaking a nipple..