Are not going to pass me around!” Megan declares emphatically. “Yeah…we’ll see…” Aaron murmurs in response, looking up at the ceiling as h...is dick starts to harden again… “Oh, baby…I’m so close…I’m almost there…!” the hippie moans, gazing up at her grunting, cursing lover as he punishes her pussy with steady, forceful thrusts. The action has moved back into the bedroom; the air in the small, confined space is heavy with the humidity and the stench exuded by the stud’s sweat soaked, thrusting. "Are we ok," I said slightly worried that our coupling had been witnessed."What, oh Parsons you mean," she said, getting up and straightening herself, "don't worry, he might feel a little jealous but he knows whose boss around here."I still didn't like it but she didn't seemed to care that we had been seen in a compromising position. Dinner was quiet and I left soon after we had finished."So how did it go?" asked Betty."I'm not sure," I said."What do you mean?" she asked."Well Parsons, you know. ‘Ranked-it-up parties,’ Weissme thought while entering the hall, ‘the most lively season for my school.’ When he saw the beaten girl he immediately realized that this incident would have a deteriorating impact on the prestige of his school. ‘A student party gone wrong for reasons of booze or maybe even strong drugs,’ Weissme immediately concluded. He did not think of ways to cover up the incident – at this point. If Weissme’s first assumption had been right, he might not even have planned to do. Hastily slipping her panties off, she extricated herself from Homer’s attentions just long enough to regain the coverlet where she lay sprawled on her back, her legs draped off the side of the bed and sufficiently wide that Homer’s procreative instincts were guided by the visuals as much as the overpowering scent. Straddling the teenager, his crude humping actions brought Sophie momentarily back to reality. Glancing down past her breasts that Homer was still lapping at eagerly she could.