" I looked down at Trish Stratus kneeling on the grubby locker-room floor with her bouncy, false tits sitting perfectly on her healthy frame; she wasn...t looking at my face because she seemed completely transfixed by the rock-hard 10-inch prick waving I her face. She began kissing the engorged head of my cock and in between her sloppy ministrations she was telling me how big and hard I was and how she loved it when I fucked her."Get on with it slut!" I insisted wearily and thrust my hips. He turned around, grabbed me, yanked my pants down. I grabbed on to the desk for support and he started rimming my hole. He was licking and tongue fucking me with a passion. He said he had never been so turned on in his life. He continued licking and pressed his head between my legs and teabagged my balls from behind causing my legs to shake with desire.I was craving his cock in my ass, he pressed two fingers deep in my hungry hole and massaged my prostate. I was squirming on his hand and. An odd mixture, but it all made sense to him. Samiel first opened his door just enough to stick his head out and peer into the hallway. Pass the light tremor of bass from his speakers, he could hear the tell tale silence alerting him to the absence of his Parents and two younger sisters. He left the door open, no one was home to tell him it was too loud. Had to clear his mind, he had once heard in psychology class that stress was believed to cause nightmares. It had to be done, he told himself. As they were engrossed, I saw her boob was about to pop out and only her pointing nipple was holding the nightie from slipping. As the game progressed they were laughing and I went to kitchen to serve us all dinner. As I came back, I saw her boob was out completely and rubbing his chest. I handed them their bowls of biriyani and they preferred to eat from one. Akash saw the exposed boob and my staring but did nothing. As they finished eating, i served some ice cream. This dripped some on her.