Trish was a strange self centered sexually compulsive bitch. Tom knew she was a compulsive liar too, but that didn’t bother him. The “sexually co...pulsive” part of her personality was what he found wonderful. She was an unstable randy tart who could go from being on the verge of tears while talking about how her favorite jeans were falling apart to complaining about how hard it was to find a proper fitting brassiere for a big nippled girl like herself. “It’s not like my tits are really big,. I had a number of acquaintances about the university by then but no friends. It was about 2:30 a.m. in late October when my doorbell roused me from a sound sleep. I could hear the sounds of revelry as I approached the door and when I opened it I was faced with several familiar faces from the fraternity and several not so familiar ones. they carried a young woman, very drunk and only vaguely aware of the events around her. Before I could react to this scene the troop moved into my living area. "We should be there in about three hours," said Hermione who, naturally, had researched everything about their trip."Why can't we just pop over there?" said Ron, looking at the inky darkness outside the window."The train's too big," said Hermione, "besides, it's convenient for us to have it to sleep in." I suppose," said Ron. He unlatched the window next to his seat and lowered it. Although the train was vibrating and swaying as it always did when it moved at speed, there was no rush of wind. She had always admired his ability to hold back but tonight, just for once, she needed to feel him cum to take away every other feeling she was getting.John fucked her ass hard. She knew that it was well lubricated now with the cum that was leaking from it and that only by being aggressive could he get any real satisfaction. He didn’t last long however and Louise soon felt him unload inside her again. “Slut” James pushed her head away from him and looked straight into her face “Why not use.