We were all so different. Yet we were all brothers. Nothing could get between us. At least, that’s what I thought. Then Jeff began dating Nicole Ram...aux, a young woman who attended the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. Jeff was a changed man when they began going out. The Jeff I knew was cocky, brash and a womanizer. He had a string of girlfriends at various colleges in the state, from Regis College and UMass-Amherst to Boston College. Personally, I could care less. I was in college to. I had wanted to be mistaken for a girl on a busy street. Nonetheless I still found myself quite attractive. After all, there were still the clothes to put on. By the time Philip had finished the make-up my cock was soft and I needed to piss. When I said this he frowned, “Girls pee Samantha, they don’t piss.” I felt admonished as he took me by the hand to the bathroom. As I lifted the seat, I heard “Girls sit down when they need to pee, don’t they Samantha?” I enjoyed obeying him. There wasn’t. AAAAIIII EEEE!!!” Jill screamed out her orgasm.Jills pussy clamped down on me like a milking machine. Her hips shook. before she could draw two gasping breaths. I returned her evil grin and reached to push the button again“Ahhhh! . . . AAAaahhHH!! . . . AAAAIIII EEEE!!!” She screamed again.While she fought for breath, trying to stay upright, I reached between us and roughly fingered her clit, bringing forth an almost silent scream. Her back arched, the cords in her neck stood out, her hips. Get the guy off as quickas possible, just get it over with!Then I felt the dildo in my arse suddenly burst into life. It was avibrator and Steve had flicked the switch. The pulsing dildo began toawaken feeling in my back passage that I hadn't felt for over five years. Steve slid the vibrator slowly in and out of me and pushed the tip of thevibrator up against my postrate sending waves of pleasure through my wholelower regions. I knew there was nothing I could do to stop the pleasurebut I was.