The kiss is filled with six months of frustration and passion being unleashed with an a****l-like ferocity. I run my hand over every inch of her body ...s I hold her against the wall. I start kissing down her neck covering every inch of her collarbone and down to her ample 46DD breasts, she throws her head back, her long red hair cascading down her back. She lets out a guttural moan and growls “Fuck me!” I carry her through to the bedroom, throwing her roughly on the bed. She sits up, grabbing. She had some small climaxes but nothing for the record books. Next it was Jon's turn. Jon was your average stud, but Abby was a different story. You could tell that she loved sex. Abby was a volcano of sex waiting to erupt. She was noisy with had a filthy mouth. Something, I would not have expected from her. What knocked me off my stool is when Abby began performing oral sex on Jon. She did not waste any time. Abby licked and sucked his cock. She then put the cock between her teeth and beat it. I just really wanted some dick" I say, winking at him."Heh, I see." He says, before reaching over to his nightstand again. "Well then consider this a token of friendship." He says, as he puts $300 between my perky tits. I can't say no to that."Mmm, well if that's the kind of money I get for cumming four times, maybe we should do this more often." I wink at him. I keep looking at him a little longer, trying to take in the view of this hunk a little longer before I have to leave. I stand up, pull. I arrived at McGill at age 18, at the end of August, 1978. An awkward kid and still every bit the math nerd that I’d always been. Socially awkward at a time when the “free love” generation was reaching its peak. Thanks to mom, I had a single room in Molson House, the most prestigious and expensive men’s dorm building on campus. It was an art-deco building from the 1920s, with 210 rooms on three floors, mostly populated by older students from money. McGill at the time had nearly 40,000 students,.