She stayed on my dick so long you had to get out the jaws of life to pry her loose. I was breathing so hard I thought I was hyperventilating. I pounde... my fist on the wall and felt like begging for mercy. She was good, sometimes too good. "Shit! Shit!", I yelled. After she was done it was my turn to have some fun. I pinned her to the wall, ripped open the pajama top and letting it slide down her smooth arms. I sucked on her neck making her purr once more. Then to those luscious titties of hers. " No one will know who you are. Remember when you became Beth, Kenceased to exist. He never existed. Since he didn't exist, he didn'tsteal money from the fraternity. When you enter the frat house andthe brothers see you all they will see a beautiful young woman, justlike all the other sorority girls on this campus." Well that is reassuring that I will not be remembered as Ken. Butif I understand you correctly I will be able to recognize everyoneand things at the house?" Yes, you will have. She must have thought this out after getting home, for she was dressed very nicely: cream-colored gauzy blouse that buttoned up the front, and a brown skirt. She wore underwear (turns out it was matching bra and panty, light beige to match her skin). It was great to reconnect, and we chatted nicely about our en suite encounter in front of a porn-filled flat panel TV. She thanked me again for sharing the experience, and said she was still reeling from the multi-sensory happening.Rather than say. I bottomed out right away and almost came immediately. I started thrusted hard into her, deep as I could go, as fast I could. I could my stiff cock moving in her vagina, pounding her cervix. Through the thin skin in her ass I could feel my cock moving against my finger and I gripped her even more. Her moan was guttural, almost a****listic. I could feel the sweat starting to drip off her body, dripping from her hair, falling on my body, on my face. There was a musk that filled the air, the.