I found myself learning more from how my professor taught as opposed to what he taught.I fully appreciated the liberal arts experience. After briefly ...ntroducing the topic and verifying that we'd already read the material, the professor opened things up for in-class discussion. It helped that Amy was in my class, as between the two of us we could really heat up a debate. I was fascinated by how fellow students approached an argument and how people who seemed so similar to me could have such. The experience is terrifying and your breathing quickens as tears stream from your eyes, turning your face into a mess of stained make up.He thrusts his rock hard cock into your pussy with no regard for your pleasure. He doesn't tease you, he doesn't gently work his way in, his first thrust is as powerful as the many that are to follow it. His entrance is painful for your tight pussy and you scream into your panties stuffed in your mouth. As he fucks you swiftly and powerfully he grabs your. As I worked my way around the room, I managed to catch sight of the different band members….each of whom had at least one naked girl working on their cocks…either sucking, fucking, or stroking. There were several naked girls on their knees with cocks in their hands or in their mouths, giving the roadies, managers and security guys handjobs and blowjobs.I was still enjoying the euphoria of being backstage, and having been fucked by a member of my favorite band, but I smiled to myself and decided. I could feel his cock poking out from between her legs and hitting me almost square in the clit. Karine's hand dropped between her legs. I could feel her stroking Tom's cock underwater as she and I kissed. Now it was her knuckle hitting me square in the clit on every up stroke of Tom's cock. I was unsure of what would happen next. She was on fire. Moaning, writhing. She would only break our kisses to lean back into Tom and feel his hands envelop her and grind harder on the cock between her.