I opened the door. She stood there with a bottle of vodka, a bucket of ice, and a bottle of orange juice. She asked, "How about a screw . . . driver?"...Great double entendre, again, for a young woman. I invited her in. She must have had another drink or two because the odor was pretty strong. I asked why she wasn't in her room, and she said, "You were so nice to me, I had to do something nice for you. Can I at least thank you with a drink?"Now, I'm not a drinker. Maybe a glass of wine with. Reading the book did nothing to quiet my unease about its author. My concern would have been greater still had I known what took place at a library at Cambridge on the Wednesday. It was a beautiful summer’s day and most students were too busy very sensibly enjoying the fine weather to waste time working, so the library was very quiet. But Elspeth was there, working furiously on an essay that (she had realised as she drove back on Tuesday) had to be in the following Monday, which, with her. Elin was now panting heavily and shaking all over. I could not believe it, but she came again and my mouth filled with her love liquids ejaculating copiously from her pussy. What about me? Finally I felt her fingers on my ass and her tongue licking my pussy; it did not take long for me to have an orgasm either; by then I was so excited that even a slight touch would make me explode. We continued in the 69 position for a few more minutes still having some “aftershocks”, enjoying the orgasmic. ***Alex was sitting in front of his computer, eating a Swiss Cake Roll when the devil enetered his room. You may expect the devil to have a more dramatic entrance, popping up in flames, or something, yet, he walked in through the door."What do you want mom?" Alex asked without looking away from the online comic entitled "The Wotch." I just want you to be happy, that's all honeyy." Lucifer replied, in Alex's mom's voice. As this was quite an odd way to answer his query, Alex turned to see what.