“Fuck you both then!” She yelled and stormed out of the room. She left the door open. Alice and I looked at each other and considered for a moment...getting up to close the door. Our dorm hall was a busy one. We could hear girls and boys talking and laughing. It would only be moments before someone came by and saw us. “Fuck it!” We both yelled and jumped on top of each other. “Oh God!” A girl said. Her voice was a mix of shock and disgust. “Dear Lord,” another girl said. Her comment was less. Sure would make the world a better place to live if we all made love instead of war," she quipped, hoping he would catch the double meaning in her statement and the desperation in her fired loins that ached for fulfillment.And part of that ache was the work she did for her husband! Ann had always considered herself a normal, desirous female with basic tendencies, but her husband's case histories of married and divorced men turned gay, of woman turning to each other for physical love instead of. Pushing deeper. Grunting as he thrust into me."Yes. Yes fuck me." Feeling his weight squash the meat of my buttocks as he ground his cock as deep as he could. "Lovely cock. In my ass. Fuck me! Fuck me!"He moved back and withdrew. Then down into me again. Over and over, fucking my ass. I bounced on the bed, meeting his pounding cock. Frenzied with the sensations. Feeling filled. Fulfilled. "More! More!" Faster!"He went faster. Breathing heavily. Hot breath on the nape of my neck. Pounding,. He moved to the bathroom, then ventured back into the bedroom for some shorts, then to the kitchen.There at the stove was Betty stirring something while only wearing an apron. She turned at the sound of his entry, frowned and pointed the spatula at him, “Off with shorts young man.” She walked over to him, “This might be the last time I see a body like that in quite a while.” And she gave him a kiss on the lips. “This has been a wonder time, Nick. We all owe you and Sam a lot.”“We’ve enjoyed it.