Fran did the other side. I cupped my hand under her crotch. She was wet.We left the stool and got onto the beach towel-covered bed. At SU we don’t g...t much chance to 69 each other. Kimi was on top with two fingers and my tongue pressing on her most erogenous spot. Soon she stiffened and gushed sweet lady nectar. I lapped it all up. Fran slipped in for an awkward tit massage, Kimi rubbed my special spot and my orgasm started. Kimi kept rubbing gently until I came down.We were all exhausted. The. For a second thoughts of her husband flash through her mind, these quickly diminish as he puts his arms around her waist and pulls her towards him. She feels the hardness of his erection pressing against her. His kisses become harder, faster, passionate, as he runs his fingers through her hair. Their tongues entwined. She sees hunger in his eyes now, like a hungry wolf about to pounce on it's prey. They desperately remove each others clothing, tearing at the fabric in a frenzy of . " You passed our dog test," Mrs. Peabody didn't say much to me at all during dinner. "I noticed that the dogs really liked you too."The Dog Test. That got me in the door.Three nights later I was set up for a quick escape if things went south. The union hall was packed. Most of the rank and file were men, but there were a few women. More than a few were Earth First, and many just hated the Confederacy. I was alone.Marty introduced me as "dinner for the dickheads." He has a number of. The parties and sex was great but I wasn't ready to settle down. I knew that I would be on the road a lot of my life and that wouldn't make for a happy home life. It would take a special woman to want and live a life with her husband gone more than half the time.I would go into more detail of my college sex life but you've read it a thousand times. I went to parties, met women, drank beer and did a little weed. I would always end up with some girl in my bed. The sex was always good and I even.