She was glad now that she had chosen a college on the other side of the country, and that she planned to drive there over the summer. Life at home was...barely tolerable since her stories had been released. She might as well have been Hester Prynne the way the rest of the town treated her.The summer flew by and Marie finally arrived at school. She did all the usual stuff to get settled in. When she walked into freshman orientation, she started to hear pointed whispers and laughter and felt people. I had my legs spread with one foot on the floor and the other over the edge of table, but i pushed him away gently again. He went right back and nailed my pussy with one stroke. It was okay, because it was dripping wet by now.I had decided i wasn’t going to suck him this time and instead let him cum in me quickly, figuring he would be back soon for a slower fuck and maybe even a third one. It was a test for me in a way, because nobody had fucked me that much in quite a while. I wrapped my legs. No questions asked and nothing is refused. During your stay there anything you need, all you do is ask one of the staff. You don’t even sign-in at a registry desk or reserve a room. The staff just seems to be aware of your arrival and has a room available for you. The evenings are the best part of a stay at the ranch because of the girls. I sort of suspect that the cabins out on the ranch are where they must come from, but no one has ever said. Around dinner they begin showing. Honestly, on any other day you probably would have simply deleted it as spam. An all-expenses paid blah blah blah? Sure, yea, whatever. It didn't ask for any money though, didn't ask for any information, not even your name. It did want him to read through some really long drawn-out paper, like your typical user agreement. Who actually reads those though? You simply clicked 'I agree', and that was that. It didn't take you to any website or anything, just a follow-up confirmation email thanking.