I could feel him in every inch of my pussy. Then he pulled himself back out almost to the tip and then shoved himself back in hard. I screamed my plea...sure and orgasmed immediately. It was hard and I could feel my body quaking. Then he was pumping in and out of me with such force. I wanted it all and grabbed his arms to hang on as he fucked me harder than I had ever been fucked but not to the point where he was hurting me, well, not more than I could handle. It was so good and I was enjoying it. Class. Sherrie was part of the reason I never would have wanted to miss it.She must have rushed out this morning too because she only wore that t shirt to sleep in.I could tell she was wearing a bra, I wondered if she wore it to bed,too.I smelled stale wool coats and blankets mingled with 'odorless' fabric softener.Sherrie had one of the smaller single dorm rooms and kept half her clothes on a rack outside of her closet. Her wool pea coat and winter blankets always hung there. She liked to keep. It was pretty quiet, because it was a Monday evening, and I thought the evening was going nowhere. I had a beer and was thinking about having another when a handsome young couple came in. In their late twenties I guess, and she was slim, lovely pert boobies, and a short blond haircut. In this club, called Frivoli, most people are just wearing underwear or lingerie, and sometimes they wrap a towel around themselvesThey both stripped off immediately and came into the bar area wearing just a. She firmly pulled Bud again by his paws and humped her pussy up saying with excitement “Fuck it in, all the way”. Bud humped and pushed till the knot popped in. She groaned with pleasure and said “O-yes”. With his knot in her, his fucking motion almost stopped. Then she said, “oh yes, make it bigger, O fuck, I’m going to cum”. She just lay there, enjoying the pleasure he was giving her. Bud would hump for a few seconds and then stop, then, hump again. She was really enjoying this because of.