If nothing else, the food was better." That's good. When do you want to get back up to the college?" I don't need to be back until tomorrow. I had my ...omework with me, so I was able to work on that yesterday. I hope you don't mind but I borrowed your computer." No problem. I'm sure that you already talked to Becky about that. She would have told you that it would have been fine. You still didn't answer the main question though, when do you want to go?" Take me back when you leave for class. You then look to your left and see a girl who you've shared countless nights with... well... in your mind at least... oh well. She has large breasts and a large ass but all you care about is her ass. She's always been nice to you and playfully harasses you here and there. Normally you help her with her Maths homework due to your love for the subject. Abby has average height ginger hair with a beautiful face. You've constantly imagined covering her in your thick sperm.You then look a few rows in. K. to do this, it doesn't make me gay just experimental. After indulging in the taste of his semen for most of that hour, I still wonder how much I swallowed, it had to add up to at least a few mouthfuls, he told me he wanted to slide off the bed and sit in the chair by the mirrored wall, and watch as he stroke his remaining load into my mouth, I was not to swallow until given the o.k. I sat down and realized my own throbbing cock was leaking a thick stream of jizz, he handed me, my glass. ” “Maybe I will!” Said defiantly. “Oh, I don’t think so.” “Oh yeah? Why not?” “Because it’s raining and it’ll ruin your hair.” “It’s already ruined.” “And because deep down you want it, because you’re a fucking slag.” “You really are the limit!” My hand shoots out. Rain falling, hard. Hand pushes, dress rises. Stocking tops dimly visible. Hand finds the spot. She tries to pull back, but there’s nowhere to go. “No panties! The mark of a true slut.” “You bastard!” I grab hold of her, twisting her.