As my melancholy kept clinging to me, I kept clinging to anything from him. Reluctant to leave, and dying for more.... I was out of my mind. To fill ...the agonizing time between my encounters with Vincent, I often read smutty romance novels to pass the time. My collection began to accumulate over the months. I made weekly trips to the book store in order to purchase these novels. Often embarrassed and afraid that someone I knew may catch me in this section. I had a tendency to keep my eyes. One of the reasons it turned me on so much was because I was imagining that I was the one giving it. I just kept wondering what it feels like to take a cock in your mouth the entire time. My dick was getting hard again and I couldn't get that thought out of my head. I just kept thinking about that big cock I saw in the bathroom and what it must feel like to suck it. It was driving me nuts. To make matters worse I noticed the guy's number was a campus number so their would be no problem meeting. He looked down at the placement of his cock and suddenly rammed into her. She threw her head back a muffled scream coming from her. His cock slammed all the way into her, burying himself in her cunt, his coarse pubic hair was rubbing against her bald mound. He stopped when he was all the way in, relishing the feel of her tight pussy wrapped around his cock. He knew he wouldn’t last long the first time but what the heck. He started to fuck her, slowly at first but that didn’t last long. He. ..OMG that fukin hit was spectactular! I started face fucking joe while i watched the movie pat came around and got on her knees next to joe i made him stop and started face fucking pat. Knees started getting week i sat bk on the couch and had pat get on the couch on the side of me and keep sucking my cock while joe licked my asshole.....took another fat rock i told pat and joe as i hit the pipe i want her to get as much of my cock in her mouth as she could and bite it and for joe to finger my.