I got taken aback when all three of them shortly turned to look at me approvingly.Not long after that, Graham made his way back to the bar counter.“...ooks like we’re in business because they’re definitely interested,” Graham gleefully informed me.“What are you talking about?” I asked, stunned.“Well, let’s just say that I firmly believe we’ll be going to their home shortly, which is close by, and that you and I will unquestionably be getting laid tonight,” Graham definitively stated.“Graham, I. They are instantly hard and his actions cause me to squirm in the chair beneath him. He has my arms pinned that I can not reach up and touch him. I can not feel the shape or know the feel of him. He turns his sucking into flicking and then he begins to bite. A very soft whimper escapes me. His hand is still resting on my pussy and his finger now probes between the lips and enters the hot, wet space. His teeth close even harder around my nipple and his finger rakes over my clit. He scratches the. ‘Robert?’ she whispered. Of course, he could see her as clear as day, but he was in total darkness to her. He blinked when he looked at her. Her hair was loose down her back, and her dress was scandalous. Nipped in at the waist to show her curves, and with a top so small her breasts were in danger of falling out. ‘Did any of them touch you?’ he demanded. Surely no man could avoid grabbing that bounty. She made a disgusted noise, and moved into his cell. Once inside, she closed the door and lit. Clarissa Johnson was the most gorgeous babe in the college, I’d swear. Me, and more than half of the male students, and I’ll bet a large number of women, too, had wet dreams about her most nights. Look, she was so far above me that I’d never spoken to her, even though we had a couple of classes together. Conversation doesn’t move fast when all you can think to say is ‘Duh’. Clarissa was a male fantasy come to life. She was a gorgeous blonde, kind of like Alice with even more hair. And more.