Greg and Sarah held each other closely. She rested her head on his shoulder, while he rested his cheek on her head. They both felt euphoric. Then Sara... said, "Greg..." Yes, dear." Which one of us is the father?"Greg leaned back and looked at Sarah. He started laughing and said, "I have no idea." Sarah started laughing as well. They calmed down, and Greg said, "I'll Rock, Paper, Scissors you for it." He put his fist on his open palm, ready to play.Sarah gave him the eye, and he put his arms back. You start pulling your dick in and out of my ass real slow, until it's relaxed enough for you to just go full thrato on my ass. It finally starts to feel good so I perk my ass up in the air for you, and you finally release my hands. I pop up on my knees but leave my ass tucked down. You place your hands around my waist and start fucking my ass real good. It feels so good my pussy juices are running down my legs. Your pounding my tight virgin asshole. I'm rubbing my pussy and fingering. You pull. "Our pledge master might've been the original bitch from hell, but she was pretty creative I'll admit."Thomas wanted to ask what Caroline had to do to pledge, but thought that might be crossing a line."So what's the problem?" the older woman asked further. "I would think a good looking young man like you would have no problem attracting women."His silence made Caroline wonder if there was another problem."Thomas, you're not a virgin, are you?" she asked in a soft, quiet voice so only he could. She held on, anticipating a swift ride, and together they ran off into the night, Amina feeling perfectly secure. The stranger’s coat, she discovered, was not a foul thing, but smelled of savories and spices and things deep in the ground which were not yet rotten. When she got older, she would recognize them as funeral scents.It was a cold night and she had only pajamas, but she didn't mind. With the winter wind in her hair she felt free. She wasn’t surprised to discover they were going to the.