"Is she a good fuck, Eric?" Yes Dana. She's almost as good as you." And he laughed. What the hell. Eric was fucking Mrs. Drake? Then she came over and...looked at me. "Frida, we know now what my husband did to you. We know you enjoyed it. We know that he was a bastard to the rest of us. He made me lose out on sex for half of my life. But we all still care for you, and we're going to show you. And I'm getting some of the fun I've missed out on."With that she took off her clothes, showing off her. We don't have to go home, but we can't stay here. No problem, I'm way too drunk and tired to do anymore partying anyway. I say goodbye to my friends and hop in the nearest cab back to my place. The cabbie is gives me looks in the rear-view mirror. He makes me uncomfortable; his tip just got cut in half. I hurry out of the cab and make sure to walk to my neighbour's house until the cab is out of sight; last thing I need is some horny cab driver knowing where I live...I stumble down the stairs to. What could I say? I really felt sorry for her and after all, I was always taking advantage of her back-rubs.I took a shower, shaved, and got dressed in the best clothes I had and began the short trek through the snow to her dorm room. When I got there, there was a note on the door that read "come in." I entered the room and could hear the water running in the shower. Unlike my room, which was uncomfortably warm, her room was a comfortable temperature. The radio was playing softly on the. Her tits bounced off her chest with each buck. She nodded. Two minutes later, they switched. Angela lowered her quivering pussy onto her lover’s pussy soaked face. He immediately found her clit and nibbled it, making her shiver with lust. Sherry grabbed his cock and place the head just inside her cunt. His cock was already slick from Angela’s pussy, and a little precum coated the head. She took a breath and dropped onto his cock until it bottomed out, pushing against her cervix. Sherry then.