As I got ready to make my way into the bathroom my college roommate was making his way out. He too had a hard on and our cocks clashed. We mumbled in ...ur confusion. He went to his room while I went in and relieved myself in the dark. It was two nights later when I again rolled out of bed and made my way in the dark to the bathroom in a sleepy stupor. After relieving myself, I walked out of the bathroom and my cock slapped against another cock. This time I stood there in the dimly lit hallway.. Sitting me on the bed, Marty un-buttoned my blouse and stripped it down my arms, tossing it on a small table by the bed. "I bet you're still thinking you're gonna get sex," I slurred. Not answering he ran a hand over my back and, wow, he was good! My bra was un-hooked like magic and joined my shirt. "You're good! I've had dates who fumbled around for minutes trying to get my bra off." Still no answer. My dockers took no time to slip off my feet and then my skirt and panties were being tossed on. "How will I get home to the Mariner Valley?" she asked Rao in the mobile home that was now as much home to her as it was to the four tourists who'd taken her under their collective wing. "I've got no credit and I've lost my passport." I'm sure the embassy will help you," said Rao. "They've almost certainly got a consulate in Timbuktu. They must have a record of you in their files, so it'll be easy for them to issue you with a new passport."And what if they have no record? Vashti wondered to. My body shivered with pain and satisfaction with Randy's athletic fucking, and in unison I crashed Rick's cock past my tonsils and down my esophagus. For a few blissful moments I felt like the perfect slut, with two perfect lovers. But my mind raced ahead of my body, and soon I fantasizing about myself as a woman, taking on Rick and Randy in a true front and back threesome, sandwiched with Rick's cock in my new pussy and Randy up my ass. And then, I had to make the fantasy real.My ass felt so.