My flower printed skirt bounced as I walked through campus I found myself smiling at the attention, and then I remembered telling Grant a story simila... a week before. I told him about a guy in Constitutional Law that had made a comment to me after class about my panties: “Do you always wear panties that match your shirt color?” He asked me. I had given him a dirty look and told Grant about it, hoping to get some sympathy for the pervert’s admission about looking up my skirt; instead I now. She lifted her arse of the couch and slid her pants off. The wife holding a leg up split her arse cheeks, and so I could still see the TV moved to lay length ways, climbing in between her arse cheeks holding my hard cock I found her arse entrance and pushed my cock in. The slag hardly moved as I pushed my cock in deep, the wife long fingers found her clit and started to wank her off.The scenes on the TV got wilder and wilder, a girl was being flogged in the dungeon, and a girl with a huge strap. "You're a pervert Adam," Vicky declared with a chuckle and a shake of her head."Sorry," I said in reply, glancing away."Don't be," Vicky responded in a low voice. "It's natural, although considering the fun and games you've been up to today, a person would think that you'd have no interest in that for a while. Then again ... as I usually tell you ... you're a man. You just can't help it."I didn't reply to that and Vicky didn't insist on pushing the issue. Instead she sat down on the rear bumper. I dropped my head back onto Joey's shoulder. He turned my head to face him. Claiming my mouth, he kissed me like he was trying to suck my very soul out of my mouth. His hand was fisted in my hair. He was not letting my mouth escape. I felt Ben's pull my shorts down. I wasn't wearing panties, so it was very easy access. He lifted my foot and placed it on the bed. In this position, I was open wide, and he could see my very bare pussy and ass. I could feel his fingers, as he pulled my wet lips.