The brief exertion pleasantly elevated her heart rate but did nothing for her her arousal. She kept thinking about brunch and how much the boys had lo...ed the show, which made her mad and jealous and her pussy wetter and wetter.She opened the door to her floor from the dorm stairway and was met with the smell of stale beer and cigarettes. This wasn't the girls' floor. She looked around and saw the number six on the door behind her - she'd climbed an extra flight of stairs.As Ilse turned around. I'm slowly drawing her to the edge of her mind in passion again. " Tell me," I said low somewhere near her ear. She feels my chest hot just inches off her back. My fingers continue their sweet torture on her body. My free hand is stroking the middle of her back. She made a sound like a gasp and a groan from the mattress. Her only focus on the pleasure that is being brought up inside of her. My hand became more determined working in and out of her, my other hand gripping a hip and pulling her. “Don’t cum in my cunt Pete, please in my mouth, I want it in my mouth,” she hissed with every thrust.“Oh fuck, come here then, quick, quick,” Pete yelled at her.She pulled away and slipped her ass onto the couch. Turning around to face Pete she saw a stream of sperm coming her way. It hit on the side of her face and she quickly grabbed his squirting cock and shoved it in her mouth. The taste of his cum and her juices drove her crazy. Pete was yelling, “Oh fuck yes s*s, don’t stop, yes, yes,. Her narrative skipping backwards and forwards and I tried to keep up and make sense of it.“I borrowed a car from my roommate’s boyfriend. An old Jeep. I could barely steer the thing. It didn’t have power steering, and I almost drove it off the road twice before I got to the Mathematics seminar being put on by the military up in Victorville. But then, on the way home, the stupid thing just quit. It just ... quit. I was on an old two-lane road, out in the middle of the desert, and there were no.