’ He murmurs in appreciation. ‘I really should go…’ I smile. Then laugh. ‘You’re not going anywhere tonight.’ He laughs and arches an ey...ebrow at me. His expression becomes lustful again as I let my wandering hands slide down to his waist and snake in under his shirt. I run it over the tight muscles of his stomach and then, bravely, down to the belt of his jeans, and the bulge poking up behind it. He breathes in sharply as I brush over it. ‘Woman… Cassandra… What are you doing to me?’ He. Cum on me! (She stuck her tongue out at me as I hit her with credits.)She moaned and groaned and looked into the cam like a champ as her OhmiBod fucked her brains out. She never broke eye contact. Her tongue stuck far out of her skull as she moaned and groaned until it got too much for her. She squeezed her awesome tits and screamed louder than her music as she got close.Kajol: Don’t stop! Don’t stop!!I stroked faster as she nodded at me and moaned. She grabbed her hair and pulled her neck back. It was ‘Sunday Morning Coming Down' by Johnny Cash. The first verse played:Well, I woke up Sunday morning With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt. And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad, So I had one more for dessert. Looking in the mirror, green eyes flashed back at her. She muttered, "Hmmm, well I look better than I feel, that's for sure." And she did, as always she looked gorgeous, despite a vague hint of black shadows beneath her eyes.Strangely, whenever she woke after some drinks. I got up the next morning and did the frilly laundry again. 3 loads ofcome in panties, slips and nighties. I put on the matching Ivory coloredset that my roomie had given me the day before to wear to class under aloose sweat outfit to not show any bra or panty lines. In my last class Isat in the next to last row in front of an attractive girl named Julie.As we were walking out she said hey wait a minute. Do you want to come tomy place to go over our notes, I was having trouble paying attention..