I purred as I reached my hand under his stomach to feel that his own dick was even harder now than the last time I checked.As I stroked him, I begged ...Landon to fuck Victor’s asshole even harder. He screwed my husband with deep smooth strokes, massaging his rectal canal with his thick ten inches of cock.My fingers were still oily and I then I slid one of them onto Landon’s ass crack, looking for his tiny asshole. As I found it, I just buried deep a finger, then two ones up his anus.Landon looked. I was at my corridor when I heard whispers from the adjacent room. Well girly whispers to be honest. Well I tell you, it really needs nuts and guts for a girl to be in a guy dormitory at that particular time. First I got a little scared.And then got interested. I had one of those early models of pen cameras with me (though it was not allowed to be kept under institution law). I put the camera well hidden in a flower tub to shoot what is going on in there (I was actually too scared to knock. I didn’t want him to ejaculate quite yet.“You taste delicious,” I assured him. “Sometimes I let the boys come in my mouth, but only if they’re not going to fuck me properly. You’re going all the way.”It was time to get serious. Quickly I pulled my robe right off, leaving me totally naked next to him on the couchette. His hands shaking slightly, he pulled his arms out of his robe too and let it slide out from under his body onto the floor. He had the slim, toned body of someone who played a lot. It is by your choice only that you remain in this transient state.”Through the semi-consciousness of her trance, the words rang like church bells and echoed in her head. With a flick of his wrist, Claire was face down, uncovered on the bed. He glided on top of her back, his head still beside hers, his voice still ringing in her mind.He whispered into her ear, stories of a land far away and a time long forgotten. From beneath his now open cape she felt his hardness lodge between her buttocks..